Fly Fisher's Oath
Sea Bold Fisherman,
I am...,
Rod bending jubilee,
Feathers mighty falling grace,
Shooting fly eternity,
Thru Elijah's eye in hallowed space.
Sweeping circles singing... wistful air,
Gilded masks on mirrored skies,
Flaming water's in treasure's lair,
Razor white bullets , fast fin delight.
Set the hook at Heavens gate,
On days of the Spirit's might,
From the hands in burning lakes.
A Sea Bold Fisherman...
...I am.by Capt Pete Mercuro
