There Will Be Poetry

As long as the river runs into the sea
As long as a baby bounces on our knee
As long as the clover and meadow-sweet nod
As long as we see the hand of God
There will be poetry

As long as the wind stirs the willow tree
As long as the rains strums its melody
As long as there is love and longing and loss
As long as there is victory in the cross
There will be poetry

As long as sun floods the grassy lea
As long as you fill the thoughts of me
As long as there are stars and a moon
As long as there is a midnight in June
There will be poetry

J~