All night winds speed along these waves
So hard they crash on upward motion.
Young ones scream for air, inhaling blasts of water.
Oceans quake below in surging densities
While dangers whistle soundings though the undertow.
At dawn cold rain, biting with sheer cracking force,
Hits like packs of hungry barracuda.
Fishes flee from lower pressure zones.
Exhausted Whales, aching helpless vertigo,
Cluster down to even deeper sanctuaries.