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Fishing the Soul

The river comes alive at a flick of the wrist,
A smooth motion takes control of everything,
The layer between two worlds is peeled back,
A mayfly speaks as the go-between,
The motion once again takes control,
With more meaning than the first,
There is a sensation different from before,
Like having confidence in the river itself,
The mayfly returns,
And quietly settles back down,
This time in now familiar territory,
The motion has stopped,
Drifting as an image in the clouds,
The mayfly leaves recognizable waters,
Carefully and without song,
The motion calls again,
A familiar rhythm returns and restores order,
Just to be broken once more by the calling of the water.

Matthew Sparks, Age 17
Gunnison High School
Gunnison, Colorado
Teacher: Lisa Danos

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