The girl who holds the cat’s paw
Urges the lions to drink
Wetsuit gliding
Cheek sailing between bubbles deep
Descending toes
Seeping sand waves
Rising spirals under
Drift with me
The spirit of the fish
Pumps vein to neuron
Travel with me
Into the unknown
There we will find your shell
It will make you whole again
Waters wash my body new
Like Moana
Caeli's Words 