Sometimes
when I swim in my pool
arms moving on their own
mind blank
escorted by luminous bubbles
I get this yearning
to be a fish!
If I were a fish
I could stay in the water
all day long, and nights too
dark water sliding silently
over my rainbow scales
leaving the tyranny of gravity
behind on the shore
I would shoot forward
with a flick of my tail
free not to think
free to escape
the burdens of my life
how calm the mind of a fish
how serene
living his simple fate
feeding his daily hunger
spawning ten thousand eggs
without a thought for tomorrow
Oh yes! to be a fish
to glide down the ladder
of proud evolution
and return to the waters
of instinct and peace