If you were just a grain of sand, I’d still find you

This is merely our feet in the water
of a river that will move faster
than we can grasp.

It is a California roll
at an empty stop sign intersection,
and our road ahead forms a deep triangle.

I see them every day,
and I know you do too,
but I also see you.

Taking over, on top.
They’re not ready
for all of the power you possess.