Looking from above, the horizon of amazing sights of rough skin pull-offs, filled with spread white, green, blue dots and lakes...
The veins of watery blood find their corners and make their way...
How can't you love it?
A living creature that embraces such a variety of life, hanging on no matter the odds of what evolution has changed...
And looking from above again, everything in and on it is just like dust, so easy to blow away, but yet just a fractal of dusty stars...
How can't you love it?
Water...
Earth...
Wind...
Fire...
Planet of amusements.
Yonisha - looking from above on Aug 25th, 2009
No comments:
Post a Comment