OK, she is not floating.
But, she has been righted and in that sense risen.
Her left side is one dirty mess. Like a swipe made by a mythical creature leaving slime across her bow, she sets there in disgrace and her former beauty wanting to shine through but cannot.
May we all, each and everyone of us, be set back straight. But, in our case may the former beauty become real again. May we, the real and the good in us, shine through.