Monday, March 7, 2016

not haiku

Went fishing today. I can only think that a river with that much life in it, must have a spirit.

ever thirsty
ever moving
bounding with life

I watched caddies flies today land on the water and dive to the bottom to lay their eggs. I find it sad that in the process of making life a great many insects die.

watching Caddies swim
dieing to lay their next brood
the trout and I mourn

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