With such agility in your movements,
Such buoyancy in your strength,
You leapt in the foam
And swam in the sea.
Unfortunately, a volcano’s eruption
Or perhaps an earthquake
Cost you your freedom
And buried you in the silt.
After millions of years
Members of a geological team
Found you in a layer of rock
And you still look alive.
But you are now silent,
Without even a sigh.
Your scales and fins are whole
But you cannot move.
So absolutely motionless,
You have no reaction to the world.
You cannot see the water or the sky,
You cannot hear the sound of the waves.
Gazing at this fossil,
Even a fool can learn a lot:
Without movement
There is no life.
To live is to struggle
And advance in the struggle;
Even if death is not at our doorstep,
We should use our energy to the fullest.
