As they pierce the bright blue gleaming water <br />I have seen them leap and play <br />in a immeasurable ocean <br />glistening on a hot summer day <br /> <br />and mysterious like flying arrows <br />they fly over breaking sea swells, <br />plunging down into the depths again <br />into a world of sea-weeds and shells.<br /><br />Gert Strydom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/flying-fish-4/
