She sits softly around the neck

the place where every Selkie sings fae …

The place where she’s been scared to return …

her voice to be heard to be felt …

Hung on slim velvet

ribbon like the dark seaweeds

she once swam through …

that soothed her body …

a reminder she is free …

A light Australian weathered shell

held by Amazonite crystal ..: to honour

and to clear the psychic vision of the wearer