Crossed the bay, not a breath of wind
Gliding on glass, not a sound around
Black masses merge from the bluish green
We’re graced with Aquine beauty
Slow gracefully enjoying the bay
Loving unison with her young at her side
They disappeared as quick as the came
We sat and waited for their next breath
Out of the silence rose this sound
Calls of the deep resonating from below
Loving sounds that touched our hearts
Private witness to a mothers song
I wrote this poem to celebrate something that we really did not expect… To be I such a silent environment and to hear the calls of the whales coming so loudly from the sea below us was truely breath taking… A true union with world below us… We were awe struck with moment… Another special Occassion we will never forget. MS
redwinekayaks 
Well it seems the more you paddle the better it gets. We are loving the opportunity to share in your adventure and enjoy your comments. What a great adventure into our natural wonderland here in Queensland. Thank you for sharing.
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