Thursday, May 31, 2012

Shari swims with Whales

Record keepers they walked the land before returning to the great ocean
You were on a ship traveling across the ocean when your captain said
The  purpose of this journey was his own death that he planned before
In that moment a storm arose and the ocean screamed her furiousness
You lashed him with ropes to the inner deck and you took the wheel
In the eye of the storm you became the needle and the whales came
On each side of the boat the whales guided your path  in watery deep
You held the wheel and  muttered prayers to each molecule help
The record keepers guide your unconsciousness the boat survived
The man gave up on death and you added another notch to life