beneath five hundred feet of rolling blue
you sway with the tide
minds incapable of hate
beating hearts large enough to crush a man
kind enough to love one instead
brave you are
as you dance in the quiet depths
venturing the seas for food and sleep
protecting your young from whatever may come
despite all your majesty
the men you’ve chosen to love
hunt for your blood, your bones and all in between
nevertheless you swim
persisting to love
carrying with you a hundred tons of humble
something those men should learn from
beneath the rolling blue
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