Warm ripples, as water cascades; curiosity lingers, distant yet craving the human presence, meandering ankle-deep. The Earth-honoring footfall, echoing back to the first sculpted shapes in the sand.
Across eras, she has gazed at distant snow-capped peaks, holding onto the belief that time pools into days like this one, where the sun radiates, creating luminescent puddles. As her body of water, stumbled upon by chance, unravels its memories through time, her cellular structures persist in their struggle, a microcosm brimming with the unfathomable.
Like a pond, she still encounters presence, even as it condenses and saturates the fields within her tranquil thoughts, rising. She senses the rain, weaving moments into expanded concepts, courtesy of minnows darting about (as your mind becomes her wondrous phenomenon