FISH

FISH

Dedicated To All My Dear Friends, Especially Those With Whom This Resonates

 

Watching goldfish swim in pond ...

Gently gliding, to and fro ...

Round and round, same small space ...

This, the only world they know.

Although their "world" is comfortable ...

Filtered-clean, with plants so green ...

They pass the same way ...

Endlessly ...

Seeing sights already seen ...

Do they long to be free ... in nature?

Is this their sacred, secret wish??

I understand, and empathise ...

And thus, in this ...

I am a fish.

Ffion