And nothing shall break us. We are inviolate and it is the world that has made us so. For it has taken we blocks of stone and chipped away till we are made irreversibly into its design. And now we are free of shaping let us not abjure this intent. Artistry and chance have shaped us, and so, who are we to gainsay such divine fate. It cannot now be undone, so let us explore the world from this plinth we are put upon. Remember we have become art and whether we are of value only the long reach of time will attest. For now let us be content to intertwine one marble arm within another and be in awe of the world that made us.
Bright Lichens and Trees
Witches Brooms upon a Birch