1000 years

 

To you, in a thousand years,
When the sands of time have stopped,
And the dunes have settled,
When I have turned to dust
And exist only as a memory,
When the plants I sowed have shriveled,
And when my achievements have been forgotten.

To you, in a thousand years,
When I exist as a glimpse of the past
And have my feelings forgotten.
When the stars still twinkle
And the universe still breathes,
When the hourglass still turns,
But the sand never flows.

To you, in a thousand years,
When you fear my absence
And feel you are alone,
When you miss my words
And want some love,
When you miss the past
And your heart dreams of it for your future.

To you, in a thousand years,
I haven't disappeared, nor am I gone.
I still speak to you, but with different words.
I still love you, but with different emotions.
I exist as the past,
But I still exist in your heart.

To you, in a thousand years,
Things have changed around me; I haven't.
You are older now; my love isn't.
For the rain is inevitable, and so is our love.
When you feel hated by them, I still love you.
When time runs against you,
I'm there running against it.