My favourite sea mammal, the dolphin off course. 2D image I made for the dolphins soul wanting to be free. They say a dolphin dreams of being a human. The dolphins captured wants to be free and the poem I added tells the story. So please enjoy this image with me. Have a marvellous Saturday. Hugs everyone... World is what you swim in, or dance, it is simple. We are in our element but we are not free. Outside this world you cannot breathe for long. The other has my shape. The other's movement forms my thoughts. And also mine. There is a man and there are hoops. There is a constant flowing guilt. We have found no truth in these waters, no explanations tremble on our flesh. We are blessed and now we are not blessed. After travelling such space for days we began to translate. it was the same space. It is the same space always and above it is the man. And now we are no longer blessed, for the world will not deepen to dream in. The other knows and out of love reflects me for myself. We see our silver skin flash by like a memory of somewhere else. There is a coloured ball we have to balance till the man has disappeared. The moon has disappeared. We circle well-worn grooves of water on a single note. Music of loss forever from the other's heart which turns my own to stone. There is a plastic toy. There is no hope. We sink to the limits of this pool until the whistle blows. There is a man and our mind knows we will die here. by Sandrina Kömm