The Mighty Jump

This was it.
I could see it in front of me.
The stream was ending.
I had to jump.
The strong current was blinding.
The mischievous drops of water were going against me.
I picked up speed.
Flapping my tail fin one hundred times a second.
Propelling forward faster and faster.
I jumped.
Elegantly soaring through the air.
Slipping right through a grizzly bear’s jaws.
I could see the open sky above,
and the rushing water crashing below.
Then just like that, I gracefully slipped through the quiet
and frigid waters.
My adventure was over.