I returned to the Sea
to where the whale
watchers
cling to the rail of
the whale watch boats
to watch for whales
or dolphins
not the place where she danced last fall
but to the cape many many miles further south
where in the midst of pain that year
the dolphins appeared
not one or two,
dozens,
angels of the waves
to wash me clean
to heal me
their shadows breaking
through the tips of
waves
just for me
yet when I see them this
time
I will think of her and her dance
and how when I came
back
to the place where she danced
Whales and dolphins
danced for me again
healing me again
blessing me and
perhaps her as well
healing us both
even at a distance
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