Star Fishing
I lie back on my mountain home,
with my pole and tackle box.

I am as close as I can be,
unlike the prey I am the fox.

I gaze up into the sea of stars,
I bait my hook and cast away.

I play my line and keep it taunt,
I watch the cosmos for a jaunt - y

Star, that skips and plays about,
to take the bait and spin the line out.

I reel and pull and snap my line,
straight and strong I pull in time.

One - two - three I reel it in,
it was so big with a shiney fin.

It looked at me with purple eyes,
sparkling aura and a half smile.

it flashed its tail as bright as a sun
and fluttered its gills in tandem.

With a look of unholy glee
it handed the bait and hook to me.

A fishy salute from one to another
back to join its sea star brothers.

I lie back on my mountain home
with my pole and tackle box.

Staring up into the star filled sea
I close my eyes and deeply breathe.

Tomorrow is another day
to fish the stars and dream away.

Penned by my hand on the 17th of Phaestian, in the year 256 AF.