I am a fish,
caught in the deep, forgotten oceans,
trapped beneath waves
that never ask my name.
But my soul —
my soul is a bird of light,
drifting weightless
through skies no net can hold.
My body knows the walls of water,
but my heart remembers stars.
Even in this blue prison,
I am endless flight.
My body may drown in the silence of oceans,
but my spirit was never made for water —
it was always meant for the sky.
