Musings by The Poet Loriet

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Beluga Bard

I decided I needed
to get away, take the kids
and drive to Chicago...
go to Shedd Aquarium,
and see the Belugas.

I booked a hotel online,
humming, "Baby Beluga"...
and knew that I could
think if I just got
a little distance
away from myself.

Something about the Belugas
brings peace to my inner soul,
so largesse yet so graceful--
twirling through the
peaceful blue water
as if ballerinas in
an underwater ballet...

And their song is so
hauntingly familiar...
MmmmWwwwAaaaaaaaaaaa,
bellowing Belugas,
sea sirens that send
their sad song out to
reverberate against the
aquarium glass.

There is something
so tribal and primitive,
as if I've heard their song
in past lifetimes, as if
I can understand why
the Beluga is sad,
as if they have
absorbed the pain of
all the distressed souls
on this Earth and
bellowed it out
into the ocean.

Take me back to my roots,
bella Beluga...you know my pain
as you swim in circles and
glorious arcs...I can sense it
when you look at me with
one big round eye and
then quickly look away.
You are always a lady,
too polite to stare...

But I know you.
And you know me.
And I could watch you for hours,
in mutual understanding.
Bella Beluga,
Beautiful Beached White
virginal innocent madonna...

I am your ever-faithful
Beluga Bard. You fill my dreams
with white roses and lace.
I have seen you again,
and can go in peace.

Lori Beal