will i wade the mountain streams again

searching for that quick blink of red

the moving shadow among the submerged rocks

the gently waving fins

the wake as the trout bolts for safety

will i place a hook clothed in elk hair and fur

just so on the fringe of a slow eddy


waiting for it to disappear

in a sudden swirl and rainbow flash

will i find again the peace and solitude

once so easily won

by stepping into the clear moving water

merging my senses with the river’s world


this is reason enough to grow strong

and learn to walk again

9/24/18 LV
Copyright Michael Douglas Scott