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The Dolphin |
Of these things that fly in water...
They are called fishes.
One of the most graceful in flight are Dolphins.
I would be that happy fish.
Not to escape this dry land and hot sun...
But to live in his blue air.
He was once as me...confined in dimension...
A maker and keeper of things...
And I as he, cool sleek...without bounds or things to do...
I left the water
I work now to live and I am lost.
When I speak the sea’s language...
It frightens those I love.
Better I swim with The Dolphin
Than let them at me...to help me...
Turn from the waters.
copyright 2002
Dale
Duke |
