She rides the waves now.
Has learned the way.
Remembering form and feeling from years ago.
Taken it upon herself
To read the rise and fall,
Pushing in from depth and distance,
As wind and water and tide dance along the sands.
She had joined the roll with no hesitation.
No falter in her step.
No stones to stumble along the path.
Her way often clear and continuous,
And necessary in her vision of it all.
Huntress of the Deep
These names be thrust to the starlight
To mingle in the cosmos.
To shine above the dance floor
As the band strikes up the tune.