For visually challenged writers, the image shows a long stretch of river with a bank at both sides. A Fisherman is present in the foreground his line cast out across the water.
Sitting quietly reflecting on life
The fisherman escapes his strife.
Here he can, to himself be true.
Trees and sky reverse the view
As the river wends it’s way
From source to sea everyday.
Gentle daydreams float on by
From dawn to dusk the hours fly.
No matter if he bags a catch
It time not wasted, there’s just no match.