The Dolphin

Beneath the illumination of the elliptical moon, Within the cove of diamond bay, waves gently sway Back and forth, under the oceans clarity of the big blue, As the surfs foam and spray roll against the white sandy Beaches beyond. Hush the breeze whispers to the gulls above, hush, hush now, Be still, for soon they will come, but these chatter snappers. Refuse to yield in their battering’s scrawling, until the ocean Itself-lashes out at them to be quiet. In the silence of the timeless, in the paused hush of the Aquatic wilderness, something stirs. Behold the leaping lords of the blue abyss, Breaching upwards, as if to tenderly kiss the moon above, Thanking it for another day of life, to live wild and free, Beneath the waves of infinity, of the big blue. Dancers on fins of grace, seemingly toe stepping on the Waves in a delicate balance, just for a second of brilliance Display, while others incline in a somersault acrobatic Air assault, to pay homages respect to the magnificent Ocean for its eternal beauty, and salvation's refuge. These gray phantoms of the divine ethereal realm, Born with purity’s heart of innocence, true creatures Of light and love, shine in the diamond star dust of twilight. Birthed within the quaking wake of the lords divining hands, At the moments his voice rose, in the beginning of time itself, Dividing the light from the darkness, the dolphin took its first Air breath of life, and the Lord Almighty, Smiled down upon his aquatic creation with warmth and love. Perfections free falling divers, enchanting the human heart With their graceful swiftness, stealth and intelligence. The sailor’s guardians at sea, these vigilant sentinels of the Briny depth, follows the surging storms hailing, and await To assist in the deist hour of humanities greatest need. Within their loving pod, the young are nurtured by devotions Breasts of giving, no tender a mother can ever be found Then she the dolphin, born from the grace of God himself. In the silence of the timeless, in the paused hush of the Aquatic wilderness, something stirs beneath the waves Of clarity. Behold the leaping lords of the blue abyss, Breaching upwards, as if to tenderly kiss the moon above, Thanking it for another day of life, to live wild and free, Beneath the waves of infinity, of the big blue.