if fishing is what lifts up your heart, then fishing is your prayer

            — Brother David Steindl-Rast

caught

between these mountains

we are held by the sky

the way fish are held by the river

this morning, the sun

broke the surface of the clouds

casting extravagant rainbows into space

it was all I could do to keep from leaping

for the simple joy of it, tail-dancing

across the valley floor, gills flapping

striking up and out toward heaven

taking the bait completely, caught

by this implausibly beautiful world

hook, line and sinker

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