‘Water is an artist’

In time, rushing water smoothes the ragged stones. Rocks do not form pebbles by sheer willpower alone. A trillion molecules wear away all of the rough edges. ‘Rounded to perfection’, Mother Nature thus pledges. 

Quaint mountain streams or mighty ocean tides; torrents erode the shoreline; by force they divide. By elemental process the Earth slowly revolves. Rain is an eternal sculptor, shaping as it evolves.

Our clay sphere is carved by violent global forces. In the end, time decides which way the river courses. This world is transformed by gravity’s potter wheel. Water is an artist, determined to master its skill.

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About Bo Bandy

Just a creative soul trapped in a world of cookie-cutter pragmatism...
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