I am a funny thing. I am rock deciding to see what it’s like to shape water rather than be shaped by it. My blood in the form of branching streams, flowing and moving. I turn the story inside out and become sediment transporting liquid. I did not know, though, that I have always shaped water and that it will always shape me.

I am a composite of minerals that wanted more than quiet darkness, so I decided to see the world for myself. I am lithos remembering their origin, deep in the places of the earth, born again and again. And when I die this time, I will return back to the silence and the being. I will return, though I have never left.