Tide Pool

A shallow mirror catches the sky's scattered light— anemones like burgundy hearts open to salt and sun.

Beneath the translucent water a hermit crab navigates stolen architecture, carrying home on its back.

The pool breathes with the absent tide, a world that forgets the ocean for these hours of isolation, complete in its smallness.

When waves come again, this careful order will dissolve, and the pool will dream of stillness.