Breaching the Saline for Air

 

We are out all morning 
Watching, waiting. 
Leviathan is out here 
Whining, dining deep down. 
But a sighting 
Ours to own? 
Sea birds frequent a spot. 
Plummeting 
Small fish for Lunch. 
But what brought them up high? 
Needn’t wonder why 
Leviathan. 
Then a hush 
Waters open a touch 
Comes a form 
Prehistoric like Job. 
Twisting, undulating 
Barnacle robe. 
He has come for the Sun 
And some Air. 
Brotherhood re-invented. 
There.