Riding The Wave

Mid ocean spray the dolphins soar - They’re always coming back for more! Always eager and always spry! Come and see the dolphins fly! With eyes alert, as black as coal, They leap for joy in full control! Intent on pleasures to be found! Come and see the dolphins bound! Yes, every day the dolphins leap, As if some vigil they should keep! As if they knew such games were wise! Come and see the dolphins rise! They’re tumbling high and tumbling free, In their great quest for ecstasy! They sense that life’s a wondrous gift! Come and see the dolphins lift! The Lord above has blessed them all, So dolphin fans can have a ball! Though gravity they, too, obey, Come and see the dolphins play! Mid ocean spray the dolphins soar - Heirlooms and treasures to adore! For they’re most noble and most brave, Riding high... upon the wave! Denis Martindale, copyright, July 2000. The poem's based on a dolphin sculpture, by marine wildlife artist Mike Atkinson.