The Fish
There once was
a little fish
who had lived
in the ocean
since the day
it was born.
One morning,
it asked
an older fish,
"Everyone keeps talking
about the ocean.
What is it?"
The older fish smiled.
"You've been in it
your whole life."
The little fish
looked around.
It saw
other fish.
Seaweed.
Rocks.
Sunlight
shining through the water.
But no ocean.
"I still don't see it."
it said.
The older fish
didn't answer.
They simply
kept swimming.
That evening,
the little fish
looked up.
The light
danced across the water.
Everything
felt exactly
the same.
Yet somehow...
different.
It wondered...
Could it be
that the biggest things
are sometimes
the hardest to see?
They kept swimming.
