invocation

Be 'rianthré
 green flame in the darkness
 firebraid writhing at the core
And feed the coil precisely
 what it needs to breathe
For there is strength there
 in bubbles breaking at the foot of the waterfall
 the air is stronger than the waves
  it wins, at last
 the waves are stronger than the rock
 and fire can melt the rock too
 air feeds the fire
She dances green in the ocean
 green glowing that is the beacon
 that leads sailors to their deaths, they believe
 or to their lives
'rianthré is more than fire
 and stronger
 freer
 and she is wild
I did not know once
 but I drew her with a mane of lemon hair
 and pale bare child's feet
 before she grew tall, and green-veiled
 and ceased merely imagining to be