Beneath the mirror of the tranquil lake,
Where whispers of the water speak,
The fish swim in a world opaque,
Silent secrets they gently keep.

Through crystal currents they glide with grace,
Scales shimmering like stars in night,
In their realm, a serene embrace,
A dance of life, pure and bright.

From shadowed depths to sunlit shoal,
They journey in an endless quest,
With every flick of fin and roll,
They find their peace, their place of rest.

Oh, the tales the waters hold,
Of fish that wander, love, and play,
In the deep, where stories unfold,
In nature’s quiet, gentle sway.