I recently went to the beach with my kids and while they played, I decided to put together a collection of the tiniest sea shells I could find. The first few were larger, and the more I looked for them the ones I found became progressively smaller. As I challenged myself to find the smallest one I could see, I remembered a photograph of sand viewed under a microscope. The picture clearly showed tiny specks of sand which were not parts of shells, but complete, and it occurred to me that these tiny shells all once housed a miniscule creature. I was holding a tiny creature cover.
Protection
You cast yourself a fragile shell
To house your soft self
Keeping out perceived agonies
To seem strong and dignified
To keep out the hungry
But when waves cast you abeach
They see through your defence
To your softness.
They smash through anyway.
Lindsay
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