Armistice

The time will come
when the Sun forgets to rise and fall
all the seeds planted forget to take root,
and we forget to wear away like nature intended...

the Earth runs out of wind
to blow the death off the fresh and living ground,
our cries will not pass through the still air
and the sky above us swells
with each and every rain drop a storm could muster
but simply tames itself instead

There will be a day
when shadows take their own forms
the fault lines refuse to hold
and the animals begin to starve themselves

when each and every clock loses track of the hour
and we're forced to watch as only minutes pass
when we will only breathe dust
our hearts stop beating
and start being beaten
we can close our eyes
without missing a single
moment

I don't know when
but pigs will fly
and the heavens will melt like wax
each ray of light will freeze in place
and our souls will not need our bodies

I don't know why
but the icecaps will break like skin
and oceans will begin to steam
gravity will loosen its grip
and the universe as we know it
stiffens into a collage of strings and wires

But we will all watch
as the world bursts with balance
and gentility
and peaceful

...silence...

So live
live while you must
while you still know how
before all that's left for us to do
is compromise.