When I No Longer Wonder

An elegy to me (just in case!)

When comes the day
When I watch the sun rise
And fail to feel a sense of awe
Twill be the day that time
Blinds my eyes
And I hear the Angels call

When comes the day
I can no longer lift
My head from off my pillows
Twill be the day
I no longer care if
The breeze still blows
In the willows

When comes the time
That I can’t see the rhyme
Nor the reason for the Rain
Nor the thunder
When I grasp for the rapture
Of Nature… in vain
Twill be the day
…that I no longer wonder…

Reviews

[Marie]

David I don't believe that day will ever come for you. Nor for Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i like this...when that day comes that i am no longer curious about life...i want to cease to exist.