One day when the cattails turn
The clocks unwind themselves in silent sound
And the sun stops smiling back at us

One day then, when the someday is when
And there are no more daunting stars or crashing mountains
Waiting to converse with gravity voice

Day one without when will begin anew with a flower
Seeded in moonlight, born the son of Sun
And all that we did, even the observations will be undone