I had a wonderful time today on the Ark in Pueblo. It was relatively warm. I did not leave home until 10:45am which is unusual for me. I went solo and enjoyed the solitude and going at my own pace. It was peaceful to not rush or care about much of anything. I don't like it when I get into that rush mode of thinking I have to find a good spot or I have to catch a lot of fish or the person I am with has to catch fish. Today, my attitude was, "Who cares"?
I thought of some lines of poetry; a poem titled "Waiting".
"I stay my haste, I make delays,
For what avails this eager pace"?
I stand amid the eternal ways,
What is mine shall know my face."
And so even as I was slowing down I caught some big fish. And it was wonderful.
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