A Poem for Orca Live (By Mousey)
All summer long I have sat and watched
Waiting to hear the now familiar calls
Or see those dorsal fins slicing through the water
Every single minute of waiting has been a minute well spent
The Orcas touch something deep within me
Their calls make me tingle inside like no other sound
They make me feel whole
Peaceful and serene
At one with the important things in the world
They calm the storm inside of me
And smooth my ruffled feathers
When I feel scared of what is in front of me
I imagine Blackney and Pointer swimming at my side
Guiding me through the rough weather
Staying with me until the waters calm
Like a drop of water hitting the surface of a pool
The ripple spreading out
The peace engulfs me
And I feel calm and still
With Blackney and Pointer at my side in spirit
I can get through anything
Waiting to hear the now familiar calls
Or see those dorsal fins slicing through the water
Every single minute of waiting has been a minute well spent
The Orcas touch something deep within me
Their calls make me tingle inside like no other sound
They make me feel whole
Peaceful and serene
At one with the important things in the world
They calm the storm inside of me
And smooth my ruffled feathers
When I feel scared of what is in front of me
I imagine Blackney and Pointer swimming at my side
Guiding me through the rough weather
Staying with me until the waters calm
Like a drop of water hitting the surface of a pool
The ripple spreading out
The peace engulfs me
And I feel calm and still
With Blackney and Pointer at my side in spirit
I can get through anything

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