The One Who Followed the Storm

THE ONE WHO FOLLOWED THE STORM A postlude to The Tenth Wave And I felt helpless, as I could do nothing But watch them sway in the wind out to sea Hush, hush! There, yes, right there, if you squint you can see it Among the debris, there, yes, right there! can't you see? There was one, yes, indeed, listen to me, says I, Right there! Where? Over there... ...He seemed to come right from nowhere When it was thought that all breaths had been taken, Came a salty puff of water, and then Like a little ship, a living ship, with a bow and a stern, And most importantly, a pointy little mast at the tip The small twisty horn which took a spot of the moon One narwhal, young and carelessly breaching Like any child would, split for a moment from his tribe To watch the ghostly stillness of the ocean with soft wet eyes Before he bobbed back with mothers, fathers, sons, daughters To discover new lands, new lives and loves..