What
if you were a star?
Will
you still come out every night?
Knowing
that I will be light years away,
And
it will be ages before I set my eyes upon you.
What
if you were a wildflower?
Will
you save every drop of life?
To
bloom for me?
Knowing
that it might be miles,
Before
I reach you.
Will
you be my shade in the sun?
Will
you be my desert oasis?
What
if you were a dodo?
Will
you preserve yourself?
In
stones and moss, in river beds deep,
With
the slime of times over you.
Waiting
for the rock hammer,
Waiting
for resurrection.
Will
you be standing still?
An
eternity in entirety.
Amidst
the blowing winds
And
the flowing water,
Will
you still blush at the twilight?
Will
you be strong enough?
Will
you be my Delicate Arch?
When
all is dust, will you be the harbinger of love?
And
lead me to the light of a million stars,
And
the scent of a thousand flowers,
And
all that has vanished from the earth,
Or
is yet to come.
Will
you be my phoenix?
Will
you be the cocoon of peace?
While
entropy rages.
Will
you stand still at the edge of time?
When
eternity is a forlorn conclusion.
