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Meditation (Poem)

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The skiff sways on waters,

the color of strong tea

He casts his line near,

a clutch of cypress knees

Silence

Waiting

Nothing

He casts again and waits

The float bobs once,

then twice and is carried,

below into the depths

He pulls on the rod

and meets tension

Slowly, ever so slowly,

he reels in his catch

But no, the line goes slack

The hook is empty

He baits his line and casts again

and waits

Silence.

(C) 2024 Terry Allen

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