She was born of water. Existing both within and outside of Mother Earth. She came on the tide – breathe in; breathe out. Sounds loud, crashing against the shore. She arrived. Within and outside of. Of water and light. Of water and sun. She flowed, she danced, she raged, she held. Never the same; always as is. Change and flux she moves and grows. Expand. Contract. Advance. Retreat. She always returns. Home. The ocean will set her free. She was Born of Water.