Wednesday, January 28, 1998

SONG OF THE HUMPBACK WHALE

SONG OF THE HUMPBACK WHALE

In the sea-pastured dreams
where the stars fell from grace,
they are destined to crawl from the sea floor 
at daybreak, searching for a way back home
to the night sky where a whale's eye 
roams the universe in search of self,
twittering and singing, squealing and sighing
in a raspberry-lipped sotto voice 
of diminishing dreams.
Leave the future behind, and then what?
The echo, in the depths, the melody, 
lost among the rocks and tidal surges.
The whale's heart is large enough to hold me—
Imagine that kind of love.
Imagine becoming the heart of the whale.

Who traverses dreams of the night 
with such ease that the countries of the universe 
will rise again like distant islands 
under the boat, joining words to song, 
and song to the mind of the universe?
Why can't I come back to land? asks the whale.
What sheep dreamed of entering the sea
in search of fodder, only to grow fins
leaving Jason's golden fleece behind 
on the opposite shore for mankind 
to find and plunder another kind of wealth 
on the beaches of California?
What of the lost migratory routes 
and the coming extinction
when you will not see again 
the eye of the whale rising like the moon 
in the pond of forgiveness?


1/28/1998 
10/15/2015

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