Fishing Memories

His fins found the way, trying to find known land

The lonesome fish came back to the pond

Memories kicked back in; reflections spawned: he wasn't that grand

Melancholy hit, blurry remembrances

Sending some light down

The pond is indeed blue, like those dances

Where the partner is only one

Colors, are you so meaningful now that no one's here?

Seaweeds, keep dancing to the stream

At least nobody can see tears when you're underwater

Let's return to the lake, where life exists

Let's chant to ephemeral beauties

Thought I'd find some sense down in the billabong

Oh fish, my mind was wrong

Where does the scale shine brighter?

Where's loneliness rooted out?

In the empty pool or in the crowded lake?