If Darkness Reigns

If the ceiling

should crack and crumble

and all below

is covered in dust and rocks,

while walls decay

and fall over

leaving all beneath them

dead and gone,

If the ground

should shake and drift

from solid foundations

to liquid earth,

while the golden pictures

come falling down

into pits of fire

and burn,

If the truths

that we all seek

should elude us and

hide in lies,

while the lights

that warm our souls

stop gleaming

and dwell in shadows

in the night,

If the happiness

is depleted

and all the joy

is dry and cold,

while the waters

of the rivers

that sustain our life

seem to stop to flow,

If we are still alive

through all these things,

then this is reason enough

to keep dreaming,

keep fighting,

and keep on living.