When Canyon Noises Cease To Echo
When Canyon Noises Cease to Echo
When there is nothing left to learn
And the stars blink out of the heavens
When rain no longer fills the oceans
And flowers only grow in black and white
Maybe then I’ll grow tired of you.
When babies are no longer born innocent
And music doesn’t move my soul
When great natural wonders disappoint
And making love becomes mundane
Maybe then I’ll grow tired of you.
When great art leaves me feeling empty
And the high mountains blunt with age
When canyon noises cease to echo
And vintage wines no longer bring a smile
Maybe then I’ll grow tired of you.
When darkness and light become as one
And there is no humor left in life
When a child’s face fails to bring joy
And my heart no longer drums it’s very own rhythm
Maybe then…maybe then…
Copyright © Art Fasbender | Year Posted 2019
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