Brave Acceptance

September 13, 2019

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He says to me “Fishing is fishing,” 

an echo of an elder who once 

told me: “Fishing isn’t catching.” 

 

Eight-year-old wisdom; 

Live the moment. 

Cast expectations aside. 

Accept uncertain reality. 

Don’t squabble with failure. 

 

Find the place where you’re at 

and embrace it. Test the winds 

to see if it is an uncertain tide. 

 

Bravely stand to its 

inexorable character 

and learn to move on. 

 

“Cold is cold,” another edict 

coming from a Southern boy 

who remembers we are in 

Minnesota. 

 

Acclimatization out the window. 

Defiant he has already 

come to terms with 

conditions 

on the ground. 

 

“Same-same,” he would say; 

Why quibble? 

 

Motion stealing from other motion, 

wheels churning with delight, 

 

presence unaffected by unkind reality, 

moving always into the light. 

 

Broken hooks, 

lost fish frayed from battle, 

headstrong boat hitches 

that won’t complete, 

facing into the surly wind, 

 

heady days on big lakes, 

watchful of dangers 

potential, 

eager to win, 

to catch the prize. 

 

Collected experience, 

enjoyed, all of it pieces 

of a remarkable puzzle, 

life on the go. 

 

Hey, sad is sad. 

Alone is alone. 

Glad is glad.

Fear is fear. 

 

Each has a place. 

Each accepted 

with a vote of 

acclimation. 

 

There is no “catching,” 

just to fish going in 

and coming out. 

 

No cold, but what 

thoughts we

bring to it.

 

 

 

From a new book I am contemplating: Sojourners of the Spirit (working title). What do you think? Any comments would be helpful / on FB or through f/b texting. 

 

 

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