In watery realms where the currents flow,  

A Pisces man wanders, with dreams all aglow.  

He swims through the tides of life’s endless sea,  

With a heart full of wonder, wild and free.

Like fish drawn to bait, he seeks out the thrill,  

Chasing passions and pleasures, with an insatiable will.  

He feasts on the moments, both joyous and fraught,  

But the hunger for meaning can’t always be caught.

In middle age now, with the weight of his years,  

He reflects on the journey, the laughter, the tears.  

Each wave that he rides, each dive that he takes,  

Is a lesson in living, in the choices he makes.

Yet beneath the surface, a warning does lie,  

For fish will eat freely, until they must die.  

So he ponders the balance, the joy and the cost,  

In a world full of treasures, what’s truly not lost?

With dreams like the ocean, vast and profound,  

He learns to find solace in the stillness around.  

For life is a journey, a delicate dance,  

And in each fleeting moment, there’s beauty— perchance.

So swim on, dear Pisces, through the depths and the light,  

Embrace every heartbeat, from morning to night.  

For the journey is rich, though the end may be nigh,  

And like fish in the sea, we all learn to fly.