| Jesse Richards Elephants cry salt tears The wisest eyes the brightest soul sadly he watched me I reached across to touch his skin slowly he reached back to me and I thought I would burst with excitement the great noble land whale was trying to reach me though held as a captive he still would receive me With gentle strength he lift me up and set me down next to his side I ran my hands along his neck and felt the great pulse of his heart and in my mind entered a picture he sent me that 9 years a captive alone in his sorrow was breaking his spirit, he needed his own Enter the Behemoth trumpet to the sky the great gray land whale is weeping That was the start of all he shared his homeland, his family, his freedom, his capture A circus clown, the crowd's laughter, the strange tricks they forced him to stand upon his hind legs and play a toy piano I heard his thoughts clearly he asked for compassion he needed release from his concrete containment the elephants savior was not to be found Enter the Behemoth trumpet to the sky the great gray land whale is weeping stand upon his hind legs and play a toy piano Did you know elephants cry salt tears? BACK |