the river's grace (a poem)

The River's Grace

I went down to the river,

I've got a rod, I've got a line.

"Oh, river gods," I whispered low,

"Let moonlit scales in sunlight glow."

I casted my hook in the river deep,

Where denizens of the water sleep.

Long it was, waiting for it,

Beneath the water's whispered kiss,

A flicker danced, a silver bliss.

But ah, the dance, fleeting as a dream,