Prelude of the Golden Fish

"Why do bubbles fly?" asked the little goldfish to the moonbeam.

The moonbeam danced, twirled, and replied, "Because dreams are lighter than air."

A ripple murmured, "My only whisper is the laughter of ripples."

The goldfish nodded. "Today I shall swim upon the rainbows. Hold your breath, watch the ocean in the sky!"