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..
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