The Little Fish

The little fish came to the surface of the sea. A warm sun was shining. The little fish enjoyed feeling the sun's bright rays on its back. Calm and happy, the fish was swimming on the surface of the sea and thinking, "Death could come upon me very easily now. But as long as I'm able to live, I shouldn't go out to meet death. Of course, if someday I should be forced to face death-as I shall-it doesn't matter. What does matter is the influence that my life or death will have on the lives of others . . ." created by soft-ground etching technique (Vernice molle) 9921x7015 600 dpi