Sunset Stream
As the sun was about to set, the fish breathed.
One after another, they breathed.
From somewhere, the flowing water raised its voice.
The orange glow of the fading sun reflected on the surface of the water.
and delighted fish.
I thought the scene was beautiful.
yet somewhere, sadness welled up.
The sadness faded into the sound of water.
The orange too on the stillness of deep night
and a gentle warmth,
and became one with the surface of water,
where the air still lingered.
The fish stretch their bodies and swim in high spirits.
