FISHING
Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 7:50 am
FISHING
The boat rocked on the water, he watched lazily
He recalled there were plenty of fish in the sea,
He watched swooping seagulls dive bombing the ocean,
children building sand castles – had they a notion
of Dads philosophy – ‘when in trouble and strife
you’re just one tiny pebble on beaches of life.’
A bright flash of light quickly drew his attention
to cliff hangers climbing – defying convention
as upward they struggled over cliff faces steep,
and their safety depended on thin ropes to keep
then from plummeting downwards to sharp rocks below;
but not for a minute did they falter or slow.
He sat quietly pondering the life that he’d led
It had been pretty good – it was just like Dad said.
‘You come in with the tide and you go with the flow,
and you help where you can – for you never will know
if one day you’ll need saving - and hands will reach out,
so never be afraid to share your self about.
For as the good book tells you – you reap what you sow,
and if you sow anger – then prepare for the blow;
but sow the seeds of kindness, compassion and love
and a bounty of blessings will come from above.’
He looked to the heavens - “I remember indeed,
best I get back to fishing Dad – people to feed.”
Maureen Clifford © 11/10
The boat rocked on the water, he watched lazily
He recalled there were plenty of fish in the sea,
He watched swooping seagulls dive bombing the ocean,
children building sand castles – had they a notion
of Dads philosophy – ‘when in trouble and strife
you’re just one tiny pebble on beaches of life.’
A bright flash of light quickly drew his attention
to cliff hangers climbing – defying convention
as upward they struggled over cliff faces steep,
and their safety depended on thin ropes to keep
then from plummeting downwards to sharp rocks below;
but not for a minute did they falter or slow.
He sat quietly pondering the life that he’d led
It had been pretty good – it was just like Dad said.
‘You come in with the tide and you go with the flow,
and you help where you can – for you never will know
if one day you’ll need saving - and hands will reach out,
so never be afraid to share your self about.
For as the good book tells you – you reap what you sow,
and if you sow anger – then prepare for the blow;
but sow the seeds of kindness, compassion and love
and a bounty of blessings will come from above.’
He looked to the heavens - “I remember indeed,
best I get back to fishing Dad – people to feed.”
Maureen Clifford © 11/10