Song of the River Li Fisherman
I am a happy man. I am a wealthy man. I have everything a man could desire. My bamboo raft and basket, always filled with fish enough to share. My faithful black-winged cormorant, who does the diving and catching. Moss and rocks, my beloved mountains, gathered round me. Mornings soft with promise; evenings rich with fulfillment. My poems, born of smoky torchlight.
Green ribbon, weaving, wandering
Below skies of darkening blue silk and rose-gold.
Gentle hands with fingers reaching upward
To catch falling blessings.
All I know is this river –
This river is all I need to know.