Pirates of #taiji did it again . Be a dolphin. Feel yourself at home in the beloved water in which you were fathered, mothered, fed, grow up, and swim with all your friends… and then one day, you see them disappear from view – a powerful twist of tail… their body’s gone… gone where? … you find that air, which your nostrils have already breathed, is more… a lighter, unsupported world in which all dolphins leap to celebrate their joy in being – just as they are… and, perhaps, fall back into familiar water, with now greater joy... who knows, what dolphins think – or how they think, their instincts water-pure? and what is air to them… and whether air is where they are on equal terms with those strange creatures, human beings – yet with whom they have a wonderful affinity; even in protecting them when danger threatens men in dolphins’ safe, free element.. The early Christians, seeing dolphins play around the shores of Greece and Italy and Palestine and Egypt, saw a parallel: in that men, when lost to human thought beyond all thought, leap into an element of joy and freedom and a world above as air to dolphin’s water; their spirits leapt, bringing back to earth a memory never then forgotten, of what lay in store… and scratched upon dark, taper-flickering walls of catacombs and prisons, a dolphin leaping; ‘ My body’s here; my spirit’s leaping there where joy and freedom never disappear…’ © Michael Shepherd #poem #stopcaptureofdolphins #tweet4dolphins #emptythetanksworldwide #dontbuyaticket #captivitykills https://www.instagram.com/p/Bsp6NnmlAUY/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=in9a4tthl17u
