The whale which washed up on Canada’s east coast is on it’s way to the Royal Ontario Museum.  Hopefully it’s body will advance our knowledge of them magnificent creatures.  May it’s bones be an inspiration to all who see them.

The Whale & The Future

A whale died upon the coast,
It’s death was not in vain.
It’s being moved far from the sea,
The shore it shall not stain.

A far museum has laid claim,
Tis there it’s bones shall rest.
When tens of thousands pass in awe,
None fail to be impressed.

To stand before this titans bones,
To marvel at their girth.
I hope will help us understand,
Our place upon this Earth.

If we’re the cause of it’s passing,
We need to stop and think,
Of all the other’s still out there,
We’ve pushed right to the brink.

So if it’s bones can help us see,
At last to understand.
Then maybe it was meant to be,
It’s fate to come to land.

Someone who looks upon it’s bones,
May then take up the fight.
To end the hunt and save the whales,
Do what they know is right.

So grieve for it if grieve you must,
But celebrate its gift.
It came to us from out the sea,
Our spirits to uplift.

Cheers, Winston