Gizelle

In a white light
of organza glow
they come to me.

I see no face,
they wont reveal,
who can they be?.

I feel no fear,
only the peace
they radiate.

And the room,
becomes brighter
as they illuminate.

I can feel
their hands
upon my bed.

Their voices,
whispering,
in my head.

An unusual dialect
I've never heard.
Quite unknown.

But I feel
a seed has
been sown.

What message
have they
implanted.

Or is it,
magic that
they've granted.

The room dims,
as the unknown
whispers finish.

And they,
in the light,
diminish.

Eyes heavy,
as sleep
takes hold.

Deep the slumber,
in my dreams,
memories unfold.

I have a purpose,
a quest they
demand.

I am to obey
this whispered
command.

I am Gizelle,
water nymph
of the sea .

I am here to
set the
dolphins free.