The Fish Worshipers

Swashing waves and swimming fish who don’t cry The sun shining her rays on the ocean A massive fish stared to the ocean’s sky Seeing the sun’s distorted reflection The fish proudly made a proclamation “Behold, the sun, the everlasting light Bow down to him whose great rays give you sight” So every fish and crustacean bowed down Not knowing that it’s just a phantom so bright Sending the doubtful to the deep to drown Swashing waves and swimming fish ripening The smallest fish, filled up with zealous faith Leaped straight out the vast water like lightning Shattering through the blue sky with no scathe Seeing the pure sun in splendour, no wraith In fleeting despair and soon coming bliss Due to the sight of the true and lone disk He told his tale on an abyssal plain To his close friends in secret with much risk Hoping to see her splendour once again