evolving

We would’ve never known that creeks flowing down from mountains that turn into rivers look like our blood vessels if it weren’t for science. Airplanes to see from above, medical technology to see inside. Isn’t it funny that the birds knew more about us than we did for millions of years?

The ocean must be our heart then.

From the ocean we came, to the ocean everything returns. The spring water, new life, fresh, flourishing and in a symbiotic relationship with the earth around it. Must return to the ocean one day. The spring water will leave its mark along the way. Every fish, blade of grass, lush moss, insect, animal, and human it came into contact with. Water holds memory, right? The water makes its way down the veins of streams and rivers, joining with more, until that beautiful day it arrives to be united with the great ocean. Changed, holding onto memories of a biome so beautiful.

And now, Darkness, void, being moved around, enmeshed, one consciousness.

And when this molecule, originating from a fresh mountain spring, has been changed over and over again, gets to change again.

The sun and land call the ocean back into the air to return to the beautiful biome it once knew.

Rain forms in the clouds and falls. The ground absorbs the rain, filtering the moisture through layers and layers of earth to create clean spring water. The energy must escape the earth and a spring forms! The cycle begins again.