Why Is The Water Wet?
A Video Poem that observes water as a mesmeric entity, especially when contained.
A marvelling at the hypnotically edgy minuscule drops that drip into floods undulating, echoing a life fallen from celestial planes, for all that thrives upon the earth.
And as many reach unto the sky having crawled the dust and mud saturated in the blissful tears of clouds, Branches Like Wires Into The Sky emerges and imagines the darkness of midday, reconfiguring an austere perception of a bone dry tree; a symbol of decay within the dynamic yet familiar reach for light.
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