Comment 98896

When salmon swim and eagles soar
The orcas come to feast for fish galore
The runs are fat and strong and sweet
As the orcas eat and eat and eat

Great splashes ring
And grandmothers sing
Of times of old to tell the things that need to be told
Like how to read the whispers bestowed
On them from the deep current’s flow

From trenches deep below
To eagles far above
The grandmothers remind, with love,
How to hunt and sing and play
And how to put on a strong display
To remind the ones above
That those among us are not unloved

They feel and hurt and sing like us
Their pain leaves little to be discussed
Their fate rests upon the actions taken
And those who think that we are mistaken
Might just awaken to see
The world is just left with you and me

But with all they have undergone
They still manage to look on
And pass the knowledge that they have learned
To those who need it, they will not be left unlearned

The salmon swim
The eagles soar
As we are left once more
The chill in the air grows strong
As the whales continue to sing their song.

Written by me, Oct. 2020