Anyway, Kelvin, I loved your poem especially this line:

“Sounding like a crystal vase smashing against a tiled floor, bouncing far and wide.”

I don’t think anyone could have thought of a better way how to express what you saw that day, walking on the beach. It seems you let your thoughts (associations) run freely and it almost worked as Freudian psychoanalysis. I think you really know how to open up your mind!