One sky. One girl. One dream. A dream that spun around, as if teasing its owner. Like the fish of yin and yang. Watching an aw. The girl watched in wonder. Playfully splashing within the deepness of the high sun. A dream split in two. Yet, complimenting one another. Splashing an playing in the warmth of high sun, as it warmed the earth. An unseen dream that teased the young girls' mind. Reaching up. Smiling as the fish swirled down. Becoming one. For the dream that hung in mid air, teasing ones' mind, had finally settled. Happiness. Joy. A since of satisfaction. What once was scattered and fragile. Was now one and strong. Looking up, she smiled . Letting her dream guide the way through the warm day.