The sun cutting through the clouds,
Landing on the water,
Like liquid crystal.
The gentle trickling almost undisturbed,
Except for the faint cheeps,
Echoes of the river.
The frequent tugs on the line,
Remind me of the life underneath,
This tranquil landscape.
Suddenly the silence is shattered,
The rod shakes, the fish caught,
Momentary chaos sweeps the bank.
Brian James Caffrey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/by-the-river-8/
