Their delights/Were dolphin-like/They showed their backs above/The element they lived in.

I have been tossed in the current of an era of career insecurity and I have caught a salty eyeful of the submerged underworld that heaves and peeks from beneath the waves and retreats, and heaves and retreats in the tidepool beauty of the tumult of undiscovered days. 

Gasp. 

I have cast listless nets and shiftless gaze over the ocean of uncertain times. I have tied my hopes in briny Nots to the pier of my restless peers, 

and waited, unsated, this way.
The endless sighs of a sea of faintly waving wonders has held a mesmeric hold on me. 

But 
in all my mar-i-time spent murmuring my mind over the deep, I'd not counted on the playful porpoise in leaving port your laughing companionship would be. And we, twinned and finned, bottle-nosed and breathless, abandon the doomed deck and in shrieks and pips weave, unencumbered, the careless surf of lumbersome ships. 

At the crest of a swell of tailspin and fluke - a welcome whistle, and curious clicks, and 

it's been you, all along, tugging me into the eddies and the world well under the windswept water.

We sink, & we swim &

we sing.