poetic scribble by Bob Axell 2009
Is there something beyond beyond?
What goes deeper than my backyard pond?
I see the fish swim of which I am fond
And yet there's a darkness below
If they dove down into this darkness
Where would the little fish go?
Would they spawn on another planet
Would anyone ever know?
Where my little fish swam
Or would they be forgotten, fading to abyss?
Any life is a better life
Unaltered bliss as this