Ceteceans
Through the tranquil tropical sea, Came a soft sound to me, I can hear it over the waves, A song that has been saved, Over thousands of years alone, Such a soft, gentle tone. It sings of all the good times, It sings of all the bad times, And all the times in between, Through waters blue and green. I listen closely to each moan, All the changes in the tone, From happy to sad, From mournful to mad. I envy the song, That tells of the rights and wrongs. Through the silent night, The song echoes loud and bright, Of all the world's sins, Sing the cetacean.
© Jacquelyn Fisher
