Calypso surfaced from emerald depths about twenty feet off our port. We drifted downwind groov'n to Marley and sharing our mutual love for the sea. I invited him to stay for Happy Hour, but he politely declined, said he was headed for Baja, breached and slapped his magnificent tail 'good-bye'. Calypso's outward expression of grace mirrored the inward harmony of his soul. Hope we meet up again next year.