tomorrow

tomorrow,
the sun won't rise
birds will stay put in their nests
rushing waves will fight the tides,
silently blending into ocean's ends

the winds will still
the rivers cease to flow
silence will sink heavy on us
and you and i won't know that

you would not wake and i would not stir
stones like our hearts will fail to fear
i would not speak nor would you hear
tomorrow, when the end is near