Canopies in the storm Jumping from the railing into the long continuous canopy of blanketed blue. I fall asleep amongst the canopies, moving me back and forth washing and cradling my exterior. Watching the boat sail away I cradle my arms around the sea weed, forming a pile in the ocean. "Shouting there she blows" A beautiful whale appears, hoisting me into the sky. Pulling me under the ocean dragging me with it. Gasping for air, I swim to the top, and say good bye. There she goes.