This
Beautiful Mermaid is a gift from Berkanna
She had left the sea
when the moon was waning, and had stayed on the surface in her
human form far too long. If she stayed in her transitioned state
any longer, she would never be able to change back into a mermaid
again. She already knew the transition would be difficult...and
she knew she had to make a choice. She had enjoyed her time as a
human, enjoyed the many pleasures, not to be hers as a mermaid:
dancing on two legs, visiting all the various shops and
buildings...the museum with those huge sculptures, her favorite
place. She knew she would long for all the smells, and sights, and
sounds of the city. The decision was a difficult one, but once she
made it, she tallied not, and bound herself into the sea.
The almost ice-cold
water enveloped her face, and the shock of it was surprising to
her. Down she sunk, lower, lower...her lungs filled with water,
and she felt like her chest would explode. She knew she was
drowning. Slowly, the feeling passed, and her gills immerged,
flapping gently open from her neck and chest. She was able to gain
composure and straighten herself to face upward...staring up
through the more than eighty feet of water.
Then the blinding pain
came, as her legs started to merge into a tail and fin, each scale
bursting forward in layers, to cover and protect her. She knew she
had been out of the water too long. As the pain eased and her two
legs became one strong, powerful tail, her finger-webbing slowly
formed, knitting itself in an almost surreal way. She smiled and
glanced at her hands in wonder.
As her pale, lower
appendage slowly changed into a shimmery silverish-green hue, and
her transformation was almost complete, she burst into a swim,
diving down to lower levels, leaving a tiny wake of bubbles
behind. As she neared the deep, darker ocean floor, her
ultraviolet vision came into clear focus.
Feeling the cool
embrace of the ocean, seeing again the unique creatures many
humans have never seen, and experiencing the unique unity - the
harmony of millions under the sea - that only a mermaid could
appreciate....she knew she had made the right choice.
Written
by
on August 25, 2003
Copyright 2003, Merchild.com
ALL RIGHTS
RESERVED
She
didn't understand the legends
about mermaids
Who wished to walk on land,
rather than swim in the sea
She didn't understand the
stories
about mermaids
Who teased sailors abroad
with flips of their tail and hair.
She didn't understand the
songs
about mermaids
Who pined for lost loves
of human men.
She
only understood the pure joy of being
a Mermaid
Of swimming in the vast oceans;
Staying deep in the mysterious blue...
...and a love of all the sea creatures
too numerous to list.
She embraced the pure
speed of being
a
Mermaid
Traveling in the limitless seas,
leaving a trail of tiny bubbles
as the fins of her tail formed
a miniature wave.
She marveled at
the language that only
a
Mermaid
could share with fellow ocean-dwellers...
...a pitch so out of reach
and so secret
from land dwelling inhabitants.
She understood that she
was part
of
the Sea.
Written
by
Copyright 2002-2004, Merchild.com
ALL RIGHTS
RESERVED
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