We And A Fish

A speck of blue

in the limitless black.
The infinite

of existence.
All we know

so finite.
Like a fish

in an aquarium

whose universe

consists of
the aquarium

and what little is observable

in the immediate surrounding.
The fish has not concept

of what’s down the hall,
in the next room,

what’s upstairs,

what’s down the street,
what’s in the next town,

next country

or on the moon.
Like the fish,

we see our world

and what our telescopes

allow.
Like the fish

we know nothing

about what’s beyond

our vision.
What then in fact,

do we really

know at all?

 

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