The fish are content
In the small pond
Floating with nothing to do
In circles they go
To and fro
Gliding two by two
How funny they are,
They can’t go far
Stuck in obliviousness
Above on a rock
I sit and I watch
And start to become curious,
The breeze is warm
Shadows form
And the world awaits my return
It can keep waiting
Today I am staying
On my rock to watch the fish