no need to fear
do not panic
melodies are perfection
songs are pure

the crush
the crystal waves shifting sand
shells mumble and grind
in the voices of your head
they sing to you
in the voice of the ocean

white tufty foam sprays and sprinkles your skin with salt
don’t panic
it’s not the months
no need to fear
years pass too
they are not the problem as you might have realised by now
it’s the moments
the hours turning into minutes turning into seconds turning into the count of your breath of heartbeat of the beat of a bumblebee’s wings

Sand in a glass

most days are fine
don’t panic
But the nights
no need to fear
they go slow
falling in a glass
crystal shifting
grain by grain
drop by drop

crushing at the edge of time

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