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,