by M. J. Schlagle

Created on: April 20, 2008

Enveloped by the morning haze,
as I sit with scalding coffee in hand,
on the bank of the bubbling brook.
Awaiting the first tendrils of the suns warmth,
to entice my eyes to open to a new day.

Enveloped by the waking leaves,
dripping dew upon the thirsty ground
running in river lets into the stream.
Adding their force to the tumbling current,
mingling with aged rock and fallen trees

Enveloped by the amazing peace.
Softening the world behind the brush
that speeds by with ever quickening pace.
I Safely hidden amongst the wild rushes,
gazing intently for the flash of the first fin.

Enveloped by the moment awaiting,
rising with my baited pole in hand.
Giving flight the first cast into a silent pool.
The first tug and then the water explodes
and I am enveloped with unending energy.

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