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Sometimes I leap with joy
at being an ancient swimmer
in the mighty sea.
My body is as old as time,
my brain encompassing
all that lived
before man's history.
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I see you coming,
the energy
of your vibrations
telling me
those of you
who come in peace,
and those others
I must flee.
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Though hundreds of years
of slaughter
lie between us,
I still approach your boat
knowing no harm you mean us
Our brains are large,
our wisdom so much
greater.
We know those
who come to kill
will not awake
till later.
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Though our panic and sorrow
are extreme
in the time of killing,
to trust those
who come in peace,
we are still willing.
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I wish we knew
each other's language,
to share
the knowledge
of my pod.
I look at you
through one of the
ancient eyes
of God,
the words
I cannot speak,
to me, so clear,
you humans are unable yet
to hear.
Listen
to my mournful song,
of how your species
is imperiling this earth.
I see
our future
intertwined -
we sink or swim
together:
death or birth.
I start
my long migration
up the coast
with a baby
of my own.
Like any mother,
I pray she and I
will both survive
long enough
for me to see her
fully grown.
Hannah's Transforming Fridays at Real Toads asks us to speak as a resident of the scrub forest of certain areas. I chose the Baja Peninsula, given my recent focus on the plight of the gray whales.
