The Seeing Time Poem by Ally Wood

there is a time when all comes true
where some monsters come down and give a fierce hiss
where some images can come and haunt you
where some will fly down and gove you a kiss

where the clock stops ticking but also flies
the world is dark, vivid, and still somehow light
the sun will set, fall, and rise
where you will lose all your might

the flowers will bloom but leaves will fall
the trees will once again become bare
while you are standing small and tall
you can fly the world without a care

the world will be silent not make a peep
you will be alone frightened and scared
you cannot scream or fall asleep
all will fall silent the world is bewared

the alarm will sound waking you now
but every night you face it again
you know now that dreams are no moon and cow
now all you have to wonder is when