This poem is pure poetry in any language, human or Cetacean. Of course it was created or "translated" by a
person, yet the sentiment is beautiful and universal no matter which species thought this through and expressed it in language.
There lives a beauty underwater.
Life unfolding in slow-motion.
Starfish, cliffs, anemones, snails.
Sea horse wandering to who knows where.
Rays of sunlight spill
These colors luminescent blue.
Currents move along the ways
And everything is still.
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