Diane Arkenstone - Precious Waters

The whales have stopped singing and the Pacific ocean will never be the same again. . PRECIOUS WATERS is from the album "The Best of Diane Arkenstone." http://www.allmusic.com/album/best-of... Facebook:   / dianearkenstonemusic   Twitter:   / dianearkenstone   Song of Whales Your voice lingers when it speaks like rippling heat over desert floor. It draws my heart and I find myself leaning toward its source as though I know it will take me where you always are. It draws me near to your breath -- the spiracle that holds the words of home. It draws me to the blanket you hold around your soul you so willingly share. If you were to dive below the waters where the whales sing their songs into the gathering of deep currents that pull our courage along, channels that flow free of worldly levels, you would find me there. Listening to the voice I hear in you. Feeding my heart in the waters of deep blindness where currents flow mindful of you and your spirited ways. Sometimes I listen so perfectly I hear your soft breath forming words before they are found by you. Before you can bring them from the deep blindness to your heart. I wish I could take your hand and let it hold my heart so you could see what I know of you. So you could know where we live where we always are. And you could pull your blanket of words around us and I could simply listen to your voice that honors words like the songs of whales. WingMakers' poetry copyright © 1998-2016 WingMakers LLC, All Rights Reserved. Reproduction in whole or in part is permissible in any medium, provided this notice is included. However, these poems are not intended for commercial resale, and this is strictly forbidden under copyright laws. http://www.wingmakers.us/wingmakersor... Songs of Whales chamber 7