Tuesday, September 2, 2008

...of Childish Whim



Many are the eyes that delight to see

Life’s ocean, every whim and fancy;

But my sight, oh I wish it could be

Through the eyes of a fish in the sea.


- Aloke Sahu




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Childish as it may seem, I have often wondered what it would be like if I were a fish. Not a big one, just a little one. With little fins and gills and everything. I'd be able to swim around the reef and life would be simple. And I'd have a three-minute memory, which means no worries, no trauma, no hang-ups, and... lots of swimming in the wide, wide, sea!!

1 comment:

cathy perez said...

Nemo's long lost brother from another...hehehhe...but seriously, the short poem is AWESOME!

cheers!