Water churns
a fierce parting
of small seas
before her
she sent a tidal
course to rush
her wings separate
elegance to enormity
a shock of violence
taking the air
sending vibrations
onto currents
a cry carried
widely
until the world
begins to listen
half an ear tuned
for a call
they do not understand
she transforms
each feather parting
from every other
revealing the woman
at the center
hiding within the swan
playing her trick
on the gods ~ Caroline A. Slee