seven moonlit tears I cried
tides collided in my eyes
waves can wound a moonlit shore
but they can't hurt me anymore
tangled in my mother's hair
currents combed my bones bare
her currents swirled
though my ribs
spinning seaweed to selkie skin
ashore I dance the sacred night
a surging wave of pale moonlight
a seal spun daughter of the tides
never again a captive bride