MORE FROM ORCA'S DAUGHTER

Return to My womb, human child, said Orca's daughter
You have been forewarned.
A new birth is dawning inside me, your cause adorned,
Considered worthy by all the elders
You shall have a new beginning
An endangered species no more.
The selchie, the sea lion, the otter, the seal, the salmon and the crow
The raven and the whale
All will return to me under a new guise, a new cloak worn with wonder
New stories will emerge from down under,
From Australia and New Zealand
From Vancouver Island to New Brunswick
From New England to The Pacific
The Mayan, The M'iq M'aq , The Makah, the Mackinaw and many others:
Through them The Whale Lore is re-surging
Merging the old with the new.
You will be filled with new songs
That resound like thunder
Victorious and triumphant
To conquer, not to plunder
The Heart of Hope anew is
Proudly seen from the balconies above.
The celestial chorus from The Hidden Choir is singing as before,
Sweetened sounds swelling on uplifting strains
The remains of A Whale of a Tale from an Ocean so blue
Refrains of love, rainments so pure,
Clearly billowing white, yet filled with rainbow light
Only Lovers of Truth, such as you and I can see
How sweetly they dwell within the boundless sky.
Only Lovers of Truth, such as you and I
Can survive The View.
Aho!

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Your Eyes Meet Mine

I look into your eyes, human. you look into mine.
We are saying the same thing.
But yours sing, I replied.

I pray that I may always love you deeply, Orca
You say I love you deeper still.
This moves me to tears, and I blink.

Poof you are gone.
Now I must conjure you before me myself.
I must have been sitting on The Shelf too long to hear your song.

Oh, those lovely eyes of deep forested green, oceanic blue,
How is it such limpid pools, calm sublime
Wise and cool teach me to drink of you.

Those wondrous skies of Vincent's hue, nary a cloud
Drifts by and your eyes tell me
Try these wings, dear human.

I do, and head straight for you.
Even firey flames darting out tell me
Of thee I sing.

You must jump in, dive deep and be consumed
Said The Muse.
So I decided to do what she did

But not just yet, I hesitate. I cannot leave my post
My ship has not yet come in.
Yes it has, Sailor man.

Your heaven sent skiff drifts on the wind.
It has my name written on it, heaven bound.
All it asks is that you call upon it or you may drown.

Down it comes in a wink of an eye
To pick you up so that
You can fly straight to my heart.

It has its own wings,
In fact its waiting in the wings right now
The door to my heart is always open.

My bed is waiting, linens fresh, pillows
Fluffed up, ready to receive you
Like The Willow receives The Wind.

The table is set,
Food and Wine galore.
Come drink of me. Swing The Door wide open. Do it now!

So I did. Now you may wonder why
That crashing wave o'er my bow is
Still thrashing, wondering what happened to the captain.

Ask it how it all happened
How that one could never resist
Those lovely eyes of deepest blue and forested green
This lovely daughter of The Sea that is you.

Aho!