Gliding through the water
feeling the cool of the ocean
this beautiful beast
As though the heavens are in awe
this beast flails out of the water
showing its colors to the sky
A meal it sees awaiting far away
for it to be such a free meal
it must be a trick
The beast knows not of the danger ahead
for it follows this meal
hoping to satisfy its hunger
At the right moment, it strikes
a pain in its lip, a sudden jerk forward
it has fallen for the trap laid
As it fights for its freedom
it fells a fear, a fear like no other
that this beast may die
It jumps high into the sky
and sees its foe
a being with a stick holding on tight
This fear grows and grows
as it nears the floating mass
and can think no other thought but to die
and as the beast is pulled by the hands
of a mysterious man
the fear has reached its peak
The pain subsides and is held for a bright flash
as it feels the cool water once again
the fear is no more
For this beast is free to once again swim
as the being was so kind
to let it be alive and live another day
As the sun starts to set
the fish thinks of
what a magnificent beast it has seen.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem