A certain Captain

Cetacean meditation
The Captain and his crew
Holed up in some dingy cell
With nothing much to do
A man of profound feelings
Spirited and strong
Alone with their vibration
The great whales
And their song

Behold his real expression
Of genuine acclaim
The captains heartbeat hear it
No beat is the same
Songs through out the ocean
Wisdom of the deep
The weeping of a nation
Even the angels weep

Holed up in Copenhagen
A cell a lonely place
A man whose understanding
Is written on his face
In beauty in profusion
An infusion let us say
Looking into a whales eye
The depth Drew him away

Into a dark world of pain
An expectation possibly
Palpitations recitations
Deterioration honestly
Then Magic of a softer kind
Such perfection doth unwind
Created in a wondrous way
Diamonds in the salty spray