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Enchantress From the Sea
She will rise from the water, in the midday afternoon Lightly vaulting from darkness and a bright diamond throne Splashing forth as a fountain, spilling colors of gold Wearing combs made of seashells, from deep in the cold She has no tongue, she has no tears She had no clothes, will mystically appear No need for air, her hair is fair Her eyes are clear of unfound love She is a siren, she is an angel, she is a myth, for many seasons Is she real, or apparition…, do we see her for a reason? A stretched out long tail, on bed of kelp-strewn sand Soaking up the sun rays, to dry golden strands She bewitches with amusement While the darting fish play games She is not just illusion, has no given name She's a vision from the past, speaks the language of forgetting Her repertoire of movement, and exquisite, agile form A creature bathed in mystery, wears pearls of wet adorn Ever mindful of the music, human splashing rage of oars And the chorused voice, and shouting force gale winds that blow from shore She shuts her dimming eyes, where sun will never be... And dives back to the purple twilight, And the freedom of the sea ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------
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