
rings of smoke twirled around fingers give a momentum never before known I am no Midas but things I touch acquire new shapes and meanings I see the Creator amused at emerging layers…. Did he really build those or they sprout on their own? He touches his heart And calls it art All that his creations see emerging from cravings
Tale Weaver – #281 – Artwork – June 25th

I like this response Reena, the question of how things have evolved is always an interesting one.
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