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Whale Breaching

October 6, 2020

Whale Breaching

By Amba Gale

This fog filled morning

the bright lights of our family room

illuminate the whale.

Leaping with joy, he flies

Up

Up

Up

he flies

beyond the froth,

far above the hills.

Eyes open wide,

he smiles,

joyous,

wondering,

celebrating the glory of being alive,

his great flippers just like wings

as he propels

himself toward the sky,

and then, married to gravity, falls

to the depths of the sea

with sheer abandon,

announcing his place in the world.

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