My soul’s compass sees the distant way

Of things happening beyond today

My metamorphosis begins at loss

On the murky waters on which I toss

Over the crest of the forbidden wave

I find myself in the same watery grave

Bouncing back like my heart’s echo

As I disappear to where I do not know

Into the belly of the great blue whale

My journey begins a hero’s mystic tale

Replacing sight for things unseen

Letting go to finally find my inner being

The rhythms and refrains of the blue whale’s song

Mark the pocket in which my soul belongs