Whalesong

If I were a humpbacked whale
Would I sing?
And who would I sing for?
And what would be my song?

I listen to their voices on my tape.
Their music calls to me,
Its meaning hovering
Just beyond the fringes of my awareness,
Tantalizing me with its nearness.
It stirs a fiercely yearning ache
That seems to cry
"Understand!
Sing with us.
Reach through the clouding of a mind
That only understands the words of men
And join us.
You can!
If only..."
To my eternal sorrow
They do not tell me how.