A beach, a garden in the background.
Maybe in the background. Maybe even in the beginning.
Be deep or even shallow.
I'm sure there's sand.
Definitely pebbles.
Two kids can play.
Maybe even scraps.
Shells-certainly-clean,
maybe he doesn't.

Can we ever know
what hides in the depths
if we dive in at once.
in the water with passion.

But the page is over
the poem had ended
and the poor guy couldn't
ever to dive.