Fisherman

Snatch!!!
like hook in mouth.
I was caught and pulled,
in a direction very unknown,
from my dark, murky mire,
abottom of the dead sea,
being reeled in towards the light,
a will that's not my own.
swim with the pull,
and the resistance is not,
the pain comes when I turn away.
Why me? of all the fish in the sea.
Why not me, now in the light, I can see.
So far down, so dark, so cold,
He could not have seen me.
In the light we might meet,
what a great fisherman He must be.