The whale and the sea

THE WHALE AND THE SEA

In a very far land of Caelum, the time before even the god existed there lived only a whale in and his wisdom in the sea ( a short poem from my story" adventure of detective neville")

Author's Note

The poem is about only a whale near the ocean's edge. It describes its tears turning into pearls and exploring the deep sea's mysterious nature.Sea in the poem is the metaphor for wisdom and whale is metaphor for a person.The poem talks about how the lone whale might have wisdom that seems useless or not practical. It suggests that despite trying to understand life joyfully, this wisdom might not have a clear purpose. The idea is that sometimes knowledge doesn't always fit into our everyday lives, and it prompts us to think about the value of wisdom in the bigger picture.

The poem touch on fear, discovery, and the beauty of the sea. The lone whale's journey reflects on solitude, wisdom and a connection to the ocean's depths a mix of emotions

Poem

Over a pale foggy stories with a illusion

Of what they are scared of

Lone whales, hanging to the edge of ocean

As their tear rupture;turning into pearl

Once more; and they who hadnot understood Might sound of deep sea murmurs miles and miles

Blanket of undiscovery wrapped around

On the edge of cheek with a big smiles

Feeds at tore star, swallowing to swell heart Clusters of feeling musing on it

Thus,shining brightly out life; lives thousand millions souls

From self,selfhood oozes in a spirit

No dawn break down,not even sun rises

Stabbed over his head& dip him beneath the flow In him he die sterile &useless wisdom

Pioneering: death takes birth over the ocean's glow

|Thank you|

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