Tale of a Penguin

The Tale of a Penguin

I imagine I appear over a frozen horizon

A figure of black and white

And as a shield of snow overshadows vision

I am gone over the hills

Like the ephemeral joys of childhood

To most I appear vulnerable

My figure jocular

And my actions blithe

Instead I showcase resilience

And display undeterred determination

My life confined to the limitations of cold

And my body trapped on a prison of ice

I walk the endless miles of chilled paths

For basics of survival

And all I carry is my audacity for hope

A cliff breaks off in my sight

One of jaw dropping height

Water waits down below

So I embrace the wind as I slide off

And gracefully enter the frosty aqueous world

A whole another dimension

Azure surroundings cushion me

As I sink down towards the bed

My seemingly useless wings separate

I’m swept away with the current

Sunlight refracted hits my back

I take flight in shimmers of blue

Fish of innumerable colors collectively crowd

And I’m lost to the beauty of the sea

Floating aimlessly in the expanse