The Higher mind has faculties
Beyond the range of light and hearing.
To sound a pitch into the distance
Is to hear its echo thrill wet skin.
Our bodies are the subtle ears
Which hear in all directions.
Slowly, swiftly and serenely
We fly through liquid elements.
No hunter would ever dare assume
We do not know their size,
Direction or their reason.
We are Fore-fathers in the sea,
The Guard through which all Whales
Must pass to pure intelligence.