And This Distant Music Shall Never Fade

On a phenomenal day even if did the sun desist

 to burn and forgo her blaze,

Her light would not relinquish its radiance 

and her charm shall never melt.

Even the earth, if lose her left over patience 

and the inner fire of her’s suffice,

Her eternal love would not hurt 

and its essence shall never evaporate.

Even if the moon turns clear with no craters 

and cease to take changing phase,

Her wildness would not distort 

and her warmth shall never separate.

Even if the oceans undress her depth 

and summon back her every unceasing wave,

Her secrets would not untangle 

and her grace shall never degrade.

And even if nature get aged 

and all her greens turn grey,

Her symphony would not tame 

and this distant music shall never fade.