Thetis –

She stood in the waves’ arch

the wisp of a Smile

upon her lips hunting down

verse upon verse,

joined together

with her bone, sinew, blood – hers

the knowing glance

leeward

in the Storm – It is

in these Calm

moments of a Raging order

we find

her innermost Self

surging beyond the Sea

to cleave the Clouds

in two; She grows

in Spirit

and Substance her feet

firmly planted

in the Sand under her toes

the strands of Kelp and

small snails accumulating

here patiently – She is

a true goddess

crafting

words from water, here

in our bluegreen

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