Change, change, and change again,

Days go careening past.

The hands of the clock blur.

Rain, sleet, snow, and stars cascade from the sky.

The wind whispers, then shrieks.

Leaves are torn from their branches.

Love becomes hate, then wilts and blooms again,

Like a flower passing through the seasons.

As they flee, the beasts transform into a flood.

The world spins faster and faster,

Then with a single word,

"Hush"

It all stops.