Before the whale fall is the whale falling. We are in the darkness of the ocean, frozen and small in the endless void, afraid and lost. Then she drifts through the water towards us from above, peaceful and decaying. The bloated giant, who knew song and lengths of waters. Her body speaks of burden and feast to us. She is going to the whale fall. She stirs the embers in our hearts, laughs at our sadness and speaks of how far her body will go, how many eyes it will see through, how many mouths it will feed. She asks us for our burdens and we give them and she takes them to the whale fall. We are lighter.