Assimilating so effortlessly within the foaming ends of each wave

The various sizes integrated in each cycle

Tumbling, turning and tracing

Crushing water possessing hundreds of pieces

 

From afar they seemed like jewels of the sea

Glistening in the sun

Magnetic magenta, sparkling silver

Multicoloured accessories clinging to the swaying body of water

Although they draped over the neck of the tenacious turtle

They weren’t accessories at all…

 

Squeezing as tight as a baby’s grip around their mother’s thumb

Their hopeful eyes were betrayed by the faults of species across the sand

Slowly yet surely the life drained out of their shells

Soulless shells

But as the waves raked their way across the sand and back into the ocean

The body of the suffocated turtle remained

 

A symbol of the remnants we allow to remain