With her eyes closed
It was easier to hear
The seashell sounds
Of eons
Siren songs
Reminding her
Of coming home
To the beginning of it all
Until breathlessly
Surging up for air
She recoiled
From the assault
Of turbulence and unfiltered light
Accusing her
Somehow
Of wanting too much
Or needing too little
So she closed her eyes
Readied for the deepest dive
And prepared to sing along
~ Liesl Dineen
