The paradise of fly fishing;
magenta glistening on the fins
blend with
"purple mountains majesty"
makes my heart beat
nice and regular like.
Reciting Hemingway to the breeze
as if it would answer back
I see the fish swirling
almost on top of the waters.
Magenta, green;
how magnificent everything looks!
The trees ,
lurking in the background,
whisper God's name and mine.
Do the fish whisper too?
Whether I capture the fish
or set him free
the fish is a miracle
of beauty
my Creator God
gave to me
when He gave me dominion
over every living thing on the land
and the sea.
The gentle flick of the wrist
casts us together as one
as we fly along the horizon
of the purple setting sun.

Written by Alicia Renkema -- Now 56 yrs. old, I have been writing poetry since the age of 13. Some of my work has been published in church bulletins and writer's group devotionals. I also had a critique of a high school play published in a local newspaper. I love to study nutrition & to pray.

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