I asked the mottled harbor seal to take a walk with me
there are so many things out here, I’d love for you to see
cities gleaming in the sun, fine friends for company,
some lovely spots where you and I could stop to pour some tea
and take some time to talk about our common ancestry.
Resting on a sunlit rock,
he merely yawned at me
raised his head and seemed to talk,
Why not come and follow me?
Then he simply smiled and winked, and slipped into the sea.
Come swim with me, far from your shore
his forlorn eyes implored.
We’ll chase the fish and toss and flip
there’s castles to explore.
For if you wait, my siren song will fade and never more
Will you and I, meet eye to eye, upon the ocean shore.
Soon you’ll find that man is blind, and this will be no more.
I stood upon the silent shore
as he swam out to sea.
I’ll never go, and never know,
though he keeps calling me.
--- Fred Brown, BSP
© 2012
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