Journaled on 11 June 2003; published on2 7 July 2019

Dear Ones,

What do whales do
when raw wounds gape?

They have
no hands to touch and heal
There are
no bandaids for a whale

Must they then give
their wounded selves
wholly into Ocean’s care?

So like our hearts
waiting to recall
that vaster sea that buoys us

Like the girl that rides the whale
I yearn to shed this frame and be
more

Not this or that

Past what this little mind conceives

Beyond these words
and any thought of me

. . . . .

Alice B. Clagett

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