WHALE DREAMING
The subsonic rumble rises slowly from the depths within
Buoyantly,
melodically floating skyward in a bubble
breaking
the surface as it diffuses into the atmosphere
His
eerie songs of the deep sonically combine
past,
present and future within a resonate trine
The oceans are his personal journals
a vast expanse of inscribed sagacity
A
millennia of wisdom transported through the Dreamtime
his sacred songs are kept flowing and alive
to hidden subterranean worlds they arrive
He
alone goes where no woman or man can survive.
In underwater Sea Temples he anchors liquid light
His
message carried across well traversed meridians
Ancient Being
Ancient Being
Sentient
Cetacean
Storyteller and Keeper
His
mission he carries out
ceaselessly
tirelessly
peacefully
His
brethren finely attuned to his endlessly changing songlines
Eventually
they all sing the exact same tunes
So
why are you hunting me down with your deadly harpoon?
Are
you so out of balance, so intolerably cruel?
Pretending
to study me, instead you murder me
using me as a high end
expensive food
Once we go there is no way for you to know
the stories you will never hear
the
songs that will no longer heal
The
mysteries we could unfurl
Poetry from distant worlds
If
only you can learn
to
listen
with
your
hearts
♥
hearts
♥
Teresa / Divinia 19th May 2012
song used: The Sea Temple by Pravana
An Australian fusion bandAs of
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