The Deep Sea Music

Beneath the waves, where shadows play,

A hymn arises, night and day.

The whales, they sing, a mournful lore,

A timeless tale of ocean’s core.

Their voices roll through waters vast,

Echoes from a forgotten past.

With every note, the tides align,

A balance struck, a song divine.

Through depths where phytoplankton bloom,

Life finds its rhythm, evades its doom.

These tiny lungs of Earth’s great sphere,

Breathe life to all we hold so dear.

The giants stir the ocean's flow,

Bringing nutrients from below.

A cycle spun by nature's hand,

A harmony too grand to stand.

But warming seas and currents stray,

And krill, their feast, are swept away.

The whales now sing a fractured tune,

A warning cry beneath the moon.

Without their song, the balance fades,

The ocean weeps in muted shades.

The fish will dwindle, the waters sigh,

As Earth's breath slows beneath the sky.

Yet hope persists in song’s refrain,

A call for change, to heal the pain.

If we but listen, we may find,

The strength to leave despair behind.

Guardians of the ocean’s grace,

They sing for every time and place.

Their melodies, both bold and deep,

A pledge to wake, a vow to keep.

For if their song should ever cease,

The world will mourn its shattered peace.

A silent sea, a solemn tomb,

No symphony, no life to bloom.

So let us rise, like tides anew,

To shield the whales, their song, their hue.

For in their voices, truth resounds,

A planet’s heart in echo bounds.

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