When one you can see and the other’s to look for.
Twirling and whirling between’em, she tries to elude.
In a little pond, musing over starlit drops she wants to leap.
Only, the other can’t be found.
Fill up your gills and take a plunge.
Swim. Float. Immerse.
For there are always two fishes!
One you see and other’s to look for.
In Delhi, India.