Reaching for the Sky

As the whale breaches toward the sky

His massive bulk extended,

Could it be he secretly wants to fly,

As the ruler of the deep he's not contented?

We all think of whales as gentle giants,

Contented with their lot,

Being strong, impressive and reliant,

But what, my friend, if they are not?

Perhaps they have dreams of better things,

Like us, some long to fly,

So they, with their fins, pray for wings,

And make valiant efforts toward the sky.

Theresa Snyder
- 1994 -