Fisherman

In the peace and quiet

Where the tall pines grow

There is a man

Who stands alone;

Casting his line

Time after time

Not in search of fish

Just a way to unwind;

As the water swirls

Up to his waist

With each cast

His worries erase;

Washed by the water

He reels in a last time

And though his hook is empty

He finds peace on his line

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