The Nereid by Krista Canterbury Adams
Stars rise
In a wheel all around.
White shoulders bare,
By water
Surrounded,
This other light rises,
A head
Crowned in halo above
The surface.
But seek the deepest
Cave for refuge.
Begin a new inheritance—
Just like the white creatures
Of the sea,
Seek the lowest depths.
Above,
The moon will still rise,
So simple a circle
So bright and white.