If clothes don’t carry their bodies’ smells anymore,
and the body is soon to crumble and blend in with the earth.
If the earth is flooded by the water that simultaneously nurtures and corrodes.
The sun bleaches and confuses the true nature of colours while the fire devours what the snow buries.
Do objects meet their end when they break?
Is it exactly at this point that new circumstances are born?
If everything is constantly and relentlessly changing, altering, transforming or dissolving, what does persist?
