Nature sends out its agents into the world.
On impact, they take on form: two chess pieces, two humans?
One becomes one with the sky, one with the earth. They are players in nature's game.
Beneath the earth, one of them sprouts, grows offshoots, saplings.
In the sky, the other clusters with likenesses.
Sometimes they intersect, to see how they have changed.
They attempt it, once or twice. To live in harmony. They build a dovecote, a cave to house the sky.
Perhaps they are successful, and the angel rewards them for their service. More likely there is no end.
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