A Saga for the Seasons

Made entirely out of magnetic poetry kits (except for the title) One kit was what I'm assuming to be normal, and the other a Wizard of Oz one... Enjoy!

He is a dreamer of dreams,
watching the summer's moon
like a scarecrow in the cornfield,
for true beauty is not ours to say.

Beneath the shadow of an apple tree
he lies in a sweet moment;
The heart's escape from a sordid lullaby,
above the flood of death's black spray.

And together as we drown into sleep,
he swims through to see the white moon.
For winter's storm is as killing as a knife,
and only those that see spring will never fall.

Author's Note

I know some [most] of it makes absolutely no sense, but then again, what magnetic poetry creations truly do?
The theme I tried to go with was how without dreaming we are lost, and it's also not our place to rank the dreaming of others because of its personal value. I related it to the seasons to give an idea of light and dark in life, the light coming from the dreamer's way of life and the dark coming from those who do not appreciate it.
This only happened because I found two "dream" pieces and all of the seasons (even though I didn't use "fall" in reference to autumn), so go figure...

Reviews

[Sierra Nerys]

so this is totally invalid and relates on a lack of level to a review, but i love this so very much :D well done, friend.