Dream work

I came across a memory 
that crawled from a ghost crab hole 
radiant spirit of another time 
flaming red hair and starless black eyes 
her flowing robe illuminated and translucent 
moved slowly to the shore's edge 
pulsing with the energy of moon 
and a dream set free 
she stared 
as if awaiting a vision I once had 
of a ship that went down 
in the graveyard of the Atlantic 
all souls lost 
she turned 
held out her hand for me 
we walked into the waves 
the ocean's daughter and I 
 
the dream did not end there 
but rather began

Ocean's Daughter