Turtles
It’s turtles all the way down,
They say,
Peering carefully over
The edge of the world,
Standing on the backs of each other,
Towering down into
The emptiness of space.
They plod along silently,
So smooth the world above
Is unlodged and undisturbed,
So that we can keep on living
On this flat disk,
Till we reach the very edge,
Hoping not to tumble over,
Waving at turtles as we go.
Interesting piece. I like the angle taken, I believe this prompt really made me stop and think. So it’s a pleasure to read this and gain an alternative look from the edge of the earth.