What if today
what if today
were the last time
you wake up
and see the sun
feel the wind
hear the leaves
falling
to the ground
did you forget to hear them?
did you miss the feeling of the wind,
biting through your bones?
did the sun escape your glance?
what if today
were the last time
you heard the voice
of the one
who you profess to love
and who
loves you?
would it be
the most melodic sound
you’ve ever heard?
or
would it be
grating
like cheese, not chalk
pushed through
falling down
changing shape
a menial task
the marvels of which
such simple slicing
are all but forgotten
in days among days
all but forgotten
would you notice it?
if not tomorrow,
what if today?
