I put the fishhook in the water
\nto catch silence.
\nTo rest something in my heart
\nthat needed resting.
\nIt is the fisherman\u2019s code
\nto be patient,
\nso I demanded nothing of the water,
\nthe fishhook,
\nor the orbits drifting from the line.
\nAnd the day joined me
\ngrateful that I had stopped,
\nwas sitting still.<\/p>\n
It had wares it wanted to show me.
\nHow diaphanous the clouds
\nwore their dress.
\nHow the moon changed into a fog
\nwith perfect cheeks.
\nHow unafraid the birds became
\nand looked for bits of seed
\nby my feet.
\nAnd how unafraid the quiet in my heart
\nbecame and listened to me breathe.
\nAnd I was catching what every fisherman wants,
\na giant peace
\nat the end of his line.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I put the fishhook in the water to catch silence. To rest something in my heart that needed resting. It is the fisherman\u2019s code to…<\/p>\n