What Could Not Possibly Be

I've always had a fascination with the idea of time,
With its orderly units like legos, to keep it all tidy
And controllable. I mean on the surface it seems
Very nice and orderly,

But if you pull back the curtain just a little, and let
Just a small amount of light in, you'll find a world
Of make believe, and a moment of clarity.

It would be like a flea sitting on the trunk of an
Elephant, drinking from a crystalline lake, on a night
With a full moon shining high above, believing its
World has no beginning or end, and then just for a
Moment, it catches a glimpse

Of what could not possibly be…