Mammal of The Sea

by joannagilmanhyde

The Hawk Wing Chair 6:50pm

One Epoch brought Him in

Stranded on the sand —

He breathed and blinked slowly

At me

As the tide turned

And I thought He might die there

But I watched Him till the last

Wave lapped at His aquatic feet —

His fish-grabbing hands floundered

In an heroic struggle

To return

To His Time