Damsel fly meander down The river looks like skin tonight Ebb and flow Where willows grow And skimming stones take flight Rainbows occurring in my eyelashes That no one else can see Minnows wait and then flitter free When confronted with my hand Pond skaters scatter And the daydream-relaxed eyes see The mesmerizing circular flickers Of the ripples on the water Glistening between the holes In my fishing net