A MILLION YEARS
I came from stars.
Frequencies that move space
like neural synapses
in a cosmic lobe.
Sound, light,
intelligence.
And I have been here,
like a grain of sand
that on a lonely beach
is holding back the tides.
One million years.
Observing and reporting.
Perhaps it’s time to make my way
back home.
But my frequency is lost.
I think I’ve been ignored.
Forgotten.
My light has flown through space.
I’m not the one arrived.
But sand on a beach
is never static.
Another wave
and I will be a river
moved by the sea.
Valencia, Espana, 17 JUN 2026, Francisco Bravo Cabrera
JaZzArt en València 
This is beautifully written and imaginative.
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Thank you Brother! I am so glad you liked it! All the best y un abrazo.
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Arena en una playa….magistral
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Mil gracias amigo! Un saludo!
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This is a deeply evocative and cosmic meditation on existence, identity, and return.
The opening lines immediately establish a vast, almost spiritual scale—linking stars, frequency, and consciousness in a way that feels both scientific and poetic. The contrast between cosmic origin and the “grain of sand” creates a powerful tension between infinity and fragility.
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So glad that this poem has resonated with you Sir. And I thank you and I am quite grateful for your kind words. All the best.
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Love it, Francisco. Quite cosmic.
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Thank you so much Pat!
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