Water and the Rock

A rock symbolizes everything that is solid, seemingly impervious to all but dynamite. Water is soft and friendly, and it too is something we know is vital to life. But when the slow, steady stream of water is faced with the strong, seemingly impervious rock, the lowly water, in the end, always wins. River rocks are round. Surely they were once jagged, wrest free from birth as part of a much, far larger mother we know as a mountain. But in the end, given time, water prevails. Drip, drip, drip-freeze and expand to a vapor, then back to the sneaky fluidity of its natural state. I love water, it is one way or another the sole source of energy we have and still rely upon to this very day.

 Hydro-electric power, geo-thermal  power, nuclear power, and coal power all are possible because of water and its ability to expand and contract, all right before our eyes. Whether as steam, ice, or a fluid, this miracle composed as two of the most volatile of elements in the universe has always been there for us so lets not take it for granted as it can easily destroy whatever it creates.