I will bless you day after day.
And praise your name for ever.
As my life sails gently to its final quay.
I recall every exhausting endeavour.

I am at the Hull aquarium, The Deep.
Looking at the large fish gliding by.
Constantly moving neither awake nor asleep.
They certainly do not ask our constant why.

Out in the corridors we are noisily amassed.
Inside the tank all is twilight peace .

The fish  move in endless circles,  no future or past.

In the present, though swimming without cease.

Do they worry or meditate .

Or just accept their fate.

…..

What do the fish think

Every moment is this

No past or future

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See Psalm 144