the whale leaped up from the water in the place where she previously danced for her mother on the sand a month or so later, and yet magical just the same, whale and dolphins rising up out of the sea at the precise moment I thought of her, seeing the pole around which she pranced as if a ritual to deliberately evoke there spirits I have come to treasure, and unexpected witness here, this far north when I ached to see them again as I had long ago and far away, then as now, thinking of her, as if she, the sea and its creatures were always connected
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