Surfing With White Whales

Surfing With White Whales Today a heavy sky above the sea shimmers From white washed black to emerald surfing The matching torrents of deepening waters Lost in the distance of a bated rains marauding And countless pristine whales Are breaching their pure white flanks Diving with the wind by coastal funnels Beneath the clouds in their grey and weighted ranks Single beach line bird goes wheeling As a forgotten song through the glooming light With the white whales falling and rising Disappearing out of sight Out beyond the break wall and the harbor The edge of the world defies belief Darkly they roll for a century of murder And a million white whales cruising beneath