EARTHQUAKE: 5 Minute freewrite

Tumbling, crumbling, tearing asunder. Crunching, ripping apart at the seams. Rock seams, that Someone sewed together long ago. Stitched with the thread of Eternal repair. Made out of gold--molten gold. Now dried into hard crust and mineral rock, sautered together like a work of art. To hang in the kitchen, and put a plant in. Water the plant, cultivate the soil, grow fruit and flowers and peppers and things to eat. Bugs roaming in and out, munching on the leaves, soil needing nourishment, compost, moisture, fertilizer, sun.

Wasn’t there a single continent once? Pangea I believe? Where the whole dry earth was one piece of soil.

~image from usc.edu/sites-review

You can see the outline of where it once was, if you look deep in the ocean around all of the rims of earth--see how it used to fit together. Scientific theory says there was a great continental drift.

Legend says that it tore apart after the fruit was eaten and the Couple were cast out. And now we’re left with continents, countries, and conflict. And we’ve got to sort it out. I wonder if it can be done…..

~image from marcmanley.com