Into smooth bright water, a stone is tossed
by one small boy whose day is nearly gone.
The stone, beneath small ripples, now is lost
while on those ripples drifts a lovely swan.
The fisher boy can see the bird’s white wings
have caught a glint of sunlight from the sky,
and in the breeze they gleam while rippling.
Beneath the swan, a fish is passing by.
undulating silver in reflected sun.
The boy’s sweet laughter ripples, for the fish
is caught just as the afternoon is done,
fulfilling his most current fervent wish.
One stone’s throw, then the fish was on his line!
Bright rewards appear in a ripple in time.