Carey's Reading Notes

Micro organisms Beach is not quiet Waves crash Big ones, over and over Sand is churned Micro organisms are thrashed about I envy them They probably don't have thoughts like, I want to be a perfect amoeba, the most perfect one on this beach By the time they think that The next unforgiving wave comes Washes them away into cold depths  With every wave, they are restored To their primal stupor  But perhaps they sing I saw a powerful wave breaking And my brain thought,  Part of Your World 🧜‍♀️🎶 I belted out the little tune Then, seeing other humans around at this ungodly hour at the beach Felt embarrassed Micro organisms, I'm sure Don't feel shame when they sing  Like the waves The stars remind me We are just tiny specks of dust With life as brief as a blink My quiet thoughts are disturbed By a drunk person talking out loud Some gibberish only he can fathom But maybe he's just singing Like the micro organisms