Blue as the azure skies
Blending with the emerald leaves
With its piercing eyes, a kingfisher
Detects a silvery fish.
It darts across the space
Like a blue-green arrow
Deep into the murky water
That gushes darkly down the stream.
Picks up the choice morsel
Perched on a secluded branch
Enjoys the reward at its leisure.
Why can’t we, be like a kingfisher?
Choose what we desire and single it out
Never straying from our goal.
Dive into the torrent of knowledge and wisdom
Delve deep through the invisible barriers
Pick out the viable speck with pincer-like precision
Relish each find with the finesse of a connoisseur
And reject all else.
It’s now or never!