poem

Here is my poem.

Life is more than we can imagine. Dare we say - much more. Will we come back? Ah yes, we can walk back to the past, and there may be dropped back into the stone age. Perhaps to the depths of an ancient roaring sea.

Yeah, we could even be floating among the monster swimming saurians. Maybe, we may say - even now... if, I may use the term - be walking about on some ancient shore beside a vast massive ocean. Then again, we could sit beside the lonely limpid lakes of some by gone age.