Ode to a Fearless Koi

Love that waits, that is never seen,

Is like the koi that hide beneath the green.

Bright they are and strong they grow,

But through water's edge they never show.

Only a sliver of white skin will gleam

Through the green undying leaves.

They long to break the surface though,

Like mountain laurels through the snow.

And on that day, Alas! Alas!

Green had died and cloud had passed.

The light gleamed through the shimmered mirror,

And the koi shined through, ever clearer.