Fishing boat on fjord, near Bodo, Norway
"Fisker du?"
You ask me if I go fishing.
An ocean wraps around the Earth, so full of life
That we forget how long life waited
For the ocean to be ready.
Currents churned by the spinning planet;
Tides pulled by the circling moon;
An equatorial current warmed by the blazing sun:
These contingencies were required before the magic could begin.
Of course, three heavenly bodies (planet, moon, and sun)
Working in conjunction with a cloak of rare water
Were still far from enough.
An orb wrapped with water was less, far less,
Than an orb wrapped with life.
Somehow, the world went fishing,
And did better than any fisherman I've ever known.
from On a Starry Night
John Slade
Woodgate International
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