Orcas

From inside the glass tower I see the waters rise, slowly, harmoniously rolling gracefully under the sun. They rise and rise but  the tower is sealed and others gather around me to watch. He stands slightly behind me, I can’t see him but I know he is there, as he always is.
Then they start coming, swimming, flowing, up and down, their sleek bodies moving to a secret tune, the orcas.

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