Reading about the complex structure of rain water...gave me an excitement when the metal bowl was filled to the brim under the kind of blue sky that only comes after a big storm.
The metal bowl was set upon a wooden beam...a 3x3 I think...it was the mote pulled out of my eye by Clay on my 30th birthday...I dragged it around for years before I figured out it was an altar. Next to this 3 ft tall 3x3 is a 4 1/2 foot piece of rebar that is grounded into the earth about 2 feet. The metal bowl is resting un the rebar and the altar is at an angle.
When I gazed down into the crystal clear water...there were these small green growths and tiny twisted black seeds...and something else that took longer to define.
It was bits of a grey waterloged worm...
The worm was eating the seeds and was eaten by a bird...carried off dangling in its beak...when fate twisted it free of the bird and right into the water...if not for the bowl the severed worm would have lived...I gazed long enough to see his dissolved bloated worm face...its body like a fabric worn thin...
The worm ate the seeds
The bird ate the worm
The bird dropped the worm into the bowl of water...
The seeds have sprouted underwater.
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