දිය මත ඉතිරි කර යන විසල් සලකුණ

The Print the Whales Make | Marge Saiser

You and I on the boat notice

the print the whales leave,

the  huge ring their diving draws

for a time on the surface.

Is it like that when we

lose one another? Don't

know, can't. But

I want to believe

when we can no longer

walk across a room

for a hug, can no longer

step into the arms of the other,

there will be this:

some trace that stays

while the great body

remains below out of sight,

dark mammoth shadow

flick of flipper

body of delight

diving deep.
දිනමිණ- වසත් සුළඟ 06.02.2018