A thousand grains of sand weave into a velvet blanket
that ripples with each surge in the clear waters above.
Smooth pebbles cascade through weightless blue,
their faces shining as they reflect each ray of glinting sun.

A hand plunges within the ocean’s depths,
seizing shells with desperate greed.

It sends the stones into a tumult, stirs up clams,
creates a storm of dust in the calm sea.
Searching for untamable serenity,
it tries to grip what cannot be possessed.

A thousand grains of sand trickle through the fingertips,
blindly rediscovering the ocean’s floor,
landing as a fluid entity.

Defeated, the hand retreats; the storm settles.
Smooth pebbles cascade through weightless blue.