gone fishing
There is sensual pleasure in a small act done well
My whole being loves how you cast that fishing rod
sight, sound, smell, touch, hearing all involved
observing,
absorbing,
thrilling;
It sticks with me and loops in my memory –
this beautiful dance of motion
playing again and again
the quick, sure whip of the rod,
the slow arc of the line against the blue sky before it breaks the water,
the vulture floating high in the blue and white, being themselves,
sure of their importance,
not questioning their beauty,
or the importance of their purpose,
the graceful, smooth winding of the reel,
the flash of the silver lure dancing below the surface of the green water
your patience as you teach me,
a very amature student –
all revealing a new layer of beauty,
I want to learn this rhythm,
my soul responds with deep desire,
I want to be a natural part of this world,
a silver flash,
a big blue sky.
🎣
AL
Birds know north without looking.
Some fish have a line down their bodies
to sense electrical fields
or changes in water pressure.
Jumping spiders see ultraviolet.
Bees have a little compass of iron
and can read earth’s magnetic field.
And there’s a little silver thing in you
that listens to the Holy Spirit.
It’s really quiet, so you have to be quiet
to hear it listening, but it hears.
You don’t have to hear God;
just let the little silver thing in you
listen to the Spirit and speak
to the rest of your body.
__________________
Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
* 4 middle Fish photos above were taken by Fisherman Dan @ Branford, CT
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