I swam before I was aware. Is this why being human hurts? Because we're trying to be something we are not because we're destined to dream? And how can one be free while being tempted by the prison of a dream?
Hey, I think this is my first time running into you here on Swell, and that was a pretty epic poem. I like the little short, really good poems that I can find on this app. It's so cool. And the perspective of the fish and the man and the at the same time trying to understand what it is to dream and is that freedom or is that prisonment? Like you mentioned, it's definitely beautiful perspective