Once we were fish
moving freely in the sea.
Our bodies were soft and swift
and we had no belongings.
Now that we crawled out of the sea
we are dry and full of cravings.
We wander city to city
carrying the memory of the sea
(but it isn't just a memory).
Listen very carefully and you will hear
the sea in your body.
You know, our blood is seawater
and we are all seacarriers.
~Yoko Ono, from 'Seven Little Stories'