She walks in the blue shimmering light of the aquarium.
Muted and soft, wavering over her, softening dark eyes.
Dance of shadow on jacket slits for her lost angel wings.
We watch the mermaid show among enraptured children.
Bright tails and otherworldly smiles and crowns of gold hair.
The children can touch the world beyond the water; Heaven.
We feed the rays, and she remembers her first emanation,
when God took her by the hand to show her all of His creation.
She remembers how she’d spent a sweet eternity lost at sea.
We sit watching various creatures swim and look curiously
into the blue, vibrant and hushed blue, like His ever tender light.
She takes my hand in hers, whisper those words that answer birth.