THE WHALE’S SONG

The Whale sings her mournful dirge that haunts the quiet mind
Her Homeland has been poisoned by the actions of Mankind.
Where once her babies frolicked in the sparkling clear blue sea,
The oil tankers’ spills create a different destiny.

In ancient times our ocean’s beauty took one’s breath away
The shore awash with sunset’s rays, we watched the Dolphins play.
Deep within the depths lurked the deeper Mysteries
And we must risk the dangers should we seek our Destinies.

For here, my friends, the answers lie to questions we must ask,
If we will find a way to complete our given task.
You see this is the reason for our ability to feel
The heights and depths of loving, the driving need to heal!

The Goddess in her wisdom knew that Man would not be whole
Unless he knew the secret of the pure and loving Soul.
Alas the Age of Logic has masked this urge in Man
Though somewhere deep within him comes the call of Home again!

If we could learn the language of the Whale’s haunting song
We’d hear her ancient wisdom that would help us right the wrong …
We’ve used her home for dumping Toxic Waste, we’ve sown the seed
Of Global devastation and starvation in our greed.

Too long we’ve skimmed the cream off, caring not for what we wrought
And now the time is coming when we will pay for what we sought.
By not looking to the future of both animal and man
We’ve brought about our downfall as only greedy humans can.

Where once the waters nurtured us and quenched our fiery thirst
Will come famine, yes, and pestilence unless we wake up first!
The time is short when we can change the timbre of our fate
We must learn to love and honour life before it is too late.

Here lies the secret of the Water Element for me
The lesson be that we are Love through all Eternity!
The ancient wisdom handed down from time long past doth show
To live in harmony with Nature will help man learn and grow.

So open up your minds to the instinctual wisdom found
When in the stillness of the night your body’s winding down.
The whispers from another source will fill your soul with peace
And bring to your mind answers that will help the damage cease.
© Sandra Anne Beal