' Beyond The Beyond Poem by Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr

The Archer dropped his bow
and the stars began to cry
in a lumen misted teardrop
while time 'n space yawned
at the sight of such folly
so they thought in moments
'til the arrow broke away
searing space, and science
by a hole, dark as death
unlike the one they worship
yet the morning came again
despite the Seers presages
because no one holds the light
to change finite blueprints of Life
but the One who told the archer
how he'd drop his bow and ride away
into another day, in another World
where Death is not an entity
where Death shall die with Time and Space
and existence be no more.