- May you only catch edible things,
- and nothing hunt you that thinks you are too.
- May the mosquitoes find you taste bad,
- but the fish love all your baits.
- May the water be peaceful, deep and full of life.
- May your tackle box be full, and your tools sharp as a knife.
- May your old friends be rested and tell soothing tales.
- May you not run out of water, snacks and ales.
- May the time pass slowly and you enjoy the stars on high.
- May you hear birds sing and animal calls.
- and hear the wind sing in the trees.
- May the sun smile on you and your companions too.
- May the fish you catch be as big as you describe.
- and may you leave the place as beautiful as you find it.
- May you "leave no traces" except nature's smile.
- Christopher Hartly Holte
Thoughts on politics, economics, life and creative works from the author including poetry
No comments:
Post a Comment