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Earth and Water

Earth and Water have such a beautiful relationship that I think describes our relationship pretty well. So, let me explain.

Earth: land specifically, seems so random. An outsider looking in would obviously be curious at all the things that is on land. Curious about how the mountains and valleys dance in harmony. How emotional the weather can change in an instant and yet how beautiful each emotional outburst can be despite also, how dangerous. How welcoming the earth is of all the creatures surviving and thriving. Making a suitable home for creatures who need no explanation on why they are given this right and privilege.  Earth is accepting and at first glance might seem to be random but there is always a method to the madness. Earth is calculating and logical. Always thinking about as many steps ahead that they feel is necessary.

Water: Is the most mysterious thing. Water is life, so much so that there are creatures that live in the deepest, darkest depths of the ocean. Water is calm, cool and collected. But there is constant waves, constant thoughts, constant currents moving under the surface. Water can sink ships but can also float you to safety. Water is not something you want to make angry but you want to love you instead. No one, I think, will truly understand Water and the deepest corners of its complex, intellectual mind but many try to understand nonetheless.

When Earth and Water meet, they can make anything possible. A connection is built between these two things that seem so different, but together everything makes sense. You can’t have one without the other. Water needs the shore to lean on and stay grounded while the shore needs water to be nurtured and loved.

But I am Earth and you are Water and we are two different things that work so well together.


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