The whole bubble was created out of randomness thus helplessness lingers The violence of the creation dictates that separation is also violent and rude Reunificaiton has been unpredictable, and sometimes impossible, from the beginning
Often a whole galaxy waits in vain for rain to materialize Time gives such a wait infinity and hopeless hope
Life thus exists in the gap of enternity and serenpidity
2. Our Planet
The incredible thirst of our land contains so much hope Even though the season of drought can brew so much disappointment and even hurt This is a precious place where life doesn't yet know how to give up After each drizzle and every thunderous pounding of a storm life sprouts up, without any knowledge of a harsh journey ahead We only marvel at huge trees and forest Large field of spectacular flowers Our planet makes the universe proud of its rather rude beginning