IF I SHOULD

If I should dream no more
if I should hold no hope
if I should walk the evening
     paths alone and pass unknowing
          every lovely thing

if stones should learn to bloom
     and wild mountains waver, wilt and fade,
          faint and fall, and scatter fine as mist
if seas should rise to meet the sky
     and quench the ancient lunar thirst
          and searing passions of the sun
and stars depart upon an ebbing tide
     of light that turns across the heavens’
          span and passes always from all sight

if I should dream no more
my heart grow cold and silent
     with a grief too deep for tears
then shall I turn
      no more my thoughts
          to you.

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