Drifting out on wind and wave
From the saltine sea to the darkest deep
I saw her rise from an angel grave
Emerged from the deepest Saelkie sleep
When her seal skin shed on the sandy floor
Twas a fiery auburn maiden freed
Her heart was unlocked through an open door
And bound in matrimonial deed
He sought to steal her oily skin
Transforming her to human kind
Then fire and prophecy within
Saw marriage forced by legend’s bind
With her spirit trapped, she could not flee
Away from Celtic mountain lands
Nor earthly pleasures loosely freed
Ensnared inside her lovers hands
My Saelkie pleas to free her soul
From seaweed spirits torn to shreds
The sea wakes up when the bell doth toll
Reclaiming her skin from earth to thread