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