Naiad

She hears the distant soft caress There in the gloom. Colors surround with tenderness Guiding her through. In the forgotten sweet abyss Another sound Twilight floating memories Always without. Gloaming There above the surface An illusion Reaching down for me. What lies beneath Beyond the ocean s door Tranquil is the kiss Of the azure rising deep Sleeping ever more Naiad s mystery What lies beneath. Guarding their immorality Saints in the sand. Stranger than beautiful eerie An ancient land Circle of sixteen turned to stone And still they keep Shimmering crystal promises One space between. Breathing the newborn waves. Kneeling for the sea she became.