THE GOLDEN FISH


When the running brook sang

lilting tunes of magic

the air danced on beats rhythmic…

 

sprung ,up & down,

forth in the stream,

the golden fish in ecstasy…

 

she glided,she swimmed

wading through waters

midst the valleys and hills…

 

around the rocks

ov’r the stones…

on reverberating notes…

 

whilst in the exhilarating journey

the golden fish of a simple species

lived her life in a  true spirit.