Spring Tide

 

As their calls rippled past you

wondered

at how easily you breathed

underwater

 

and drifted untroubled 

within that widening

so when 

dreaming leaves

 

you at the shore of this valley 

soaked in 

not 

whale song

but coyote

 

for a moment 

you appreciate the weight of their 

wails

as they vibrate and sway

building in spirals 

as if breaching before you

 

an invitation to 

not

peace

but the spring tide they call to

 

and

the voice you

hear now

as it rises

within.