A taste of FAITH, a touch of LAUGHTER.
Potter. In the palm of your hands, rolling, forming. Holding up your clay with the tips of your fingers and then placing it in the atmosphere.
Chef. Measuring out the water, holding up, tilting, splashing the oceans onto the clay of the earth. Glancing through the pantries. Choosing a container, removing the lid and sprinkling out the seeds upon the ground.
Conductor. Your baton is held in your right hand, your left hand held up. Paused. Gently sway, lowered, lowered. Then you lift your right. The trees rise. Your left hand raises the flowers. The grandest symphony. All of creation applauds
Artist. Painting the sunset, adding a mountain here and a flower there. Your hand on your chin as you take a step back. Yes, let’s paint a river here. And a bit more stars there.
Scientist. Beakers, hot plate, goggles, and gloves. The equations are figured, the findings are…
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