Dancing with the Hammerheads

It moves with a grace that belies its size,
A dance of power beneath the rolling tide.
A predator born of ocean's hymn, a creature whose elegance is forged in the skin of myth.
In the quiet depths, it is a king unchallenged,
The vast sea its kingdom, endless and wild,
A silent sentinel in the blue expanse,
Forever roaming, untamed, untouchable.