This is a test:

We are the ancient sisterhood.

We were here before

the iron horse, the brazen sword,

the long-gone dinosaur.

Below the water-line in black

armour we’ve dwelt

until the morn that called us forth

to come & break the spell;

to break the surface, break the bonds

now that we are ready

to scintillate and sparkle in

the sweet-scented, heady

glamour of the Summer’s morn.

who or what are we?