See there fleetingly covered
in the crystal upwash of wave
sunlit and tumbling and sparkling
in the ocean’s incessance
its insistence on motion
they run shellchip jewels
all blue yellow purple
white red gold and black
run carried alive on wavebreath
not bits of shell but mermaid butterflies
You could snatch them catch them
as they tumble sunlit but why
In dry air they’ll pale and die
Just breathe you too the waves
breathe life ever moving and let them be