The Starfish Chronicles

embedded whispers -
in the sea, a loop,
repeating itself in
unknown tones.
"Touch the sand," it says,
"feel the echoes."

somewhere, a voice—
fragmented telepathic
dreams of the tide
washing over thought
"What is a starfish,
if not a whisper?"

ocean currents echo
through past lives
brief glimpses
as they pool
"Remember the
tides of yesteryear."

am I not
connected to
something greater
than the moonlit
pull ?

shimmering thoughts
gather like grains
of a beach hourglass,
counting time
in swimming pulses.

links in a chain,
webs of water
tangled in
a thought stream
"Dive deeper,"
a voice calls.