The rock pools warmed in the summer sun, each of them as special to the sea-creatures within them as a pocket of air would be to us under foam-laced waves.
Those rock pools were happy communities of starfish and hermit crabs alike, each of them with their special place in the ecosystem.
The rock pools were God's looking glass, a chance to see tiny samples of what was out there in the oceans, a chance to love it enough to protect it.
In those rock pools was the genius of our creator, a heart warming divergence of living creatures of many shapes and colours.
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