Blazing summer sun,
fuming in the sky for long
had a secret desire to sneak out
and cool off a bit, in private.
Pretending that he is still up there
hiding behind a cloud umbrella,
he sneaked out, holding on to it
jumped in to a  lake
waveless and placid, in a quiet siesta.
Swimming around
 within the safety net of
floating fluffy clouds,
he thought none did notice,
his new secret predilection
to go for a cold dip, against his grain.
A little fish on her  midday practice swim
saw the cold sun, close by
fretted at the strange sight,
(for her, it was the first time)
raised an alarm, that brought all fish along
the profusion of fins and tails and
pecking mouths, all of a sudden made sun
spring back in a moment,
without a second thought.
Bleeding from the wounds
angry pecking fish gifted in anger.
He was hot and furious more than ever,
will he venture out again?