What If They Had Found a Cliff Instead
Thousands of baby turtles
followed each other into the sea that day
Where a large turtle-eating dragon
hid three feet under the surface, waiting.
She gulped them down in droves,
enjoying their taste. For it was everything!
Sensitive Turtle had a bad feeling about following,
So she strayed north, refusing to go into the sea.
Her sister got snotty with her, demanding to know
“what was wrong with her”.
“I have a bad feeling,” she said.
Her sister snorted, and picked up her step.
But other psychic turtles who also felt something
was amiss suddenly began following Sensitive Turtle north.
There were a hundred and sixty-seven turtles who followed
Sensitive Turtle that day, they were the survivors, and found
A new sea, one without a large turtle-eating dragon.
“But what if they had found a cliff instead and had fallen off the edge?”
My grandchild asked me.
“Ah,” I told her, if you follow your heart,
If you heed the messages your soul gives you,
You would never fall off the edge,”
I told her. “You would sprout wings and fly.”
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