Sirian Princess

over worlds of blue
she danced in dolphin dreams
pretending to be one with the deep
her arms not quite made for the sea
her heart filling with a song
awakening the stars own memories
legends told of her laugh
crowning her the dolphins circled

next to trees of life
taking in the breathing of the world
so still she is calmed
until birds of prey make their peace
only her feet touch the ground
she is somewhere above the leaves
in lights that shine
peering into and behind her eyes

under skies of night
stargazes into stone
worlds reveal themselves at her touch
tracing divine line over sacred spaces
sigil and symbol written in star
with sunlit golden-rayed strands of hair
falling over worlds of blue
the drawing of our Sirian Princess