Emerger

caddis hatch

Beneath the stone,

encased in stillness, dark and cool,

larvae strains to pupae strains

to nymph, then bubbled for transport

rising, emerging, surfacing,

enticing Browns and Rainbows suspended.

Resting, waiting, on the flow then

spreading anxious into first

flutter, an embodied gasping for

first exchange, struggling

into the thinner, dryer, warmer medium,

fluttering, lifting,

falling, fluttering, lifting

falling, fluttering, lifting… flying

in spinning allurement of those below, and now

still rising

against the yellow sky, belonging to it and everything,

the wind now leading into green love of

willow brush and resting again,

set in triumph above,

alongside

the depths once known.

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