Under the water is where they lived.
The life there seem not the same.
you are not sure of what you caught untill you pulled it out and be sure.
loading in your basket and heavy to take it out.
when you caught some home then you will have a taste.
some tree's are growing on their own, and,
Nobody knows of their bed.
Under the water is their original self.
people coming out with feathers of a bird.
those birds likes to sing across those trees bed.
It makes their feathers to be seeing on those bed.
people dive in and bring out the things they see.
I was not a man of the king nor the queen.
I was just a nobody watching through the hills.
it makes me admiring it because I feel modernized, like the world was in my hands, even while I was not from their clan.
On the cocoanuts tree, up the hill was where I watch the clan.
The natural color and the growing plants were special in my eyes.
I have not seen a bed of trees as beautiful and clear as this clan.
Because it is my admirable bed of trees that reminds me of the clan.
I am going to enlarged it into an HD.
The photo was taken by @wakeupkitty host of this contest on behalf of @freewritehouse.