And the ocean pounding and foaming.
A polarity repeated a million times. Foam structures are so short lived.
Who decides about time, what is short and what is long?
Rocks are marked to break up in 10 000 years. They are short lived too.
In an blink of an eye of the universe an organism takes a short lived opportunity to grow.
There is a gate way to a living world between the broken rocks.
A swampy world like millions of years ago.
Everything is a perfect reflection beyond time.
Life seems so short, but born out of the feminine and the masculine it creates itself again and again.
Am I on the edge, ready to jump into its fullness?
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