Edwin Grandcourt
Of the sea
Way out deep in the Indian Ocean
At dawn on a new day
A set of waves feathers on the horizon
One wave taller than them all
As the set approaches a palm tree laden island
The wave grows and grows
Tall and majestic
It crashes upon the sandy shore
A seed springs up
In the tropical island forest
A young sapling unfolding its branches
Supple, slender, handsome and strong
Reaching up and out
Towards the sunlight
Growing young and sturdy
About to set sail
And challenge itself in the world
From this island archipelago
A bird flies
A seabird of course
To the isles of the north
The birth place of that swell
It explores far and wide
Further north and then south, east and west
Seeing lands of red earth
Islands with crocodiles and old shipwrecks
Green fields
Great whales
Blue skies and rain
Never far from the sea
At the southernmost tip of Africa
The Cape of Good Hope
The wind changes
A tap on the wing
Destiny calls
An adventure awaits
The wind blew from south to north
And the bird flew
Crossing an ocean and a mountain range
To the land of the golden sands
To the wake of the dhow
The bird dives in to that bountiful sea
The Arabian Gulf it was called
A dolphin swims past
Glistening and glowing and growing
Shining brightly in the golden sun
Mighty and quivering with energy
Larger than life
That dolphin
Swimming from east to west and west to east
Gliding gently above the dugong and turtles
Studiously looking at all the fish
But always driving and diving forward
Growing and glowing
Smiling
Happy and Laughing
Living a dolphin’s dream
Content
The Kingfish and the Queenfish
Of the Coco de Mer
Their home was always near the coast
And being from the sea
Their young grew up amongst the mangroves
Al Gurm.
They then moved on to the coral reef
And as they waited to grow strong enough
To brave the currents of the sea
The Kingfish heard a call
A message in a shell
It was time for this star
This light so bright
That had flickered so brilliantly for a moment
To take its place in the night sky
Where it would forever burn bright
Way out wide in the Indian Ocean
At dawn on a new day
A set of waves once again feathers on the horizon
There is not one but two waves growing
Heading towards that sandy beach.
Edwin our dear friend.
Of the sea.
And of the Seychelles, England and the UAE.
When we look around us.
We know where you will be.
With love.
Your friends.