The Beauty in Casting
Casting the line
Across the cool, dark, still water.
Watching it float in the air
So gracefully
Being caught by the wind
Pulling it farther
It slowly pushes it’s way
Down into the depths
Sinking…
Making small waves as it descends
Seeing beauty in it’s movement
Makes sitting here
Alone
In the quietness of the morning
Even more enjoyable…
by
Dawn Shirley
