Fishing

Fishing

Copyright 2013 Diana Rasmussen

When I ride the waves
Of fear and doubt
Like a bobber on
top of the water

Floating up and down
Spinning all around
As the world tries
to pull me under

I can laugh and say

The fish might bite
but they have no teeth
They’re only trying
To suck me in

My line might be out
My reel may be stuck
But I’m held by the hand
Of the Great Fisherman