i have always been a fisherman like my father before me and his before him. The fisherman has guts the fisherman will swim in the deepest waters. he will often swim alone.
i am a lonely soul going about my business like its the only thing in the world. and i know deep down all the people, my people need the fish i provide. they need it as the lawyer needs his pen, and as i need my boat.
whether its sun or rain, i shall always have my coat but i will always have my nets. i catch, you eat, i give you my sleeves and the heart upon it. blood sweat and tears have come just to let you eat a fish.
i have no other wish than to please my people. its my purpose, the causality of my life, my whole reason for living. i have come to accept that i shall never progress to anything more than my peoples servant.
what more could i become, i never thought this. this sudden change in me. you came into my land upon a prayer and gently walked from the wing of a bird right into my home. magical and mystical. i was naive before.
you showed me a lamp that i had long thought burnt out, you showed me the people i am servant to, brought me to their level and beyond. i am more than that now. i am leader of the ring, the chief of the trade, winner of races. you made me a king. a Fisher King
thoughts of you radiantly grace my mind constantly upon the seas and when you are next to me i cant get enough of your scent and your touch. i have named my boat after you. so i can think of you no less, only more.
i am still a fisher man at heart, i believe good to the weathered bone, but you have made me something more in the eyes of my people and because of you, something about you makes me feel like more too.
my daily task always daunting now with this bravery and status it is less so. My kingdom needs me always so always i shall be. You made me this man, this Fisher King.
these are the thoughts i hold of you as i start each day and each journey aboard my boat, Izabella. They make me come home.
