Me, the alchemist.

If I always flow, there is life 

I flow, and there is a chain, 

elements of feeling, a pulsating energy, transforming matter. 

You take my hybrid beauty and transform them into something new.
The millions of plastic pebbles and microscopic plastic beads, the human detritus, which I ingest.

So let me be, and I will show you how to remake a river from rain, from soil and from the soiled.

How each molecule of water grips the rock and concrete, determined, vibrant, vital.

Nothing is too contaminated or repulsive that water, with nature’s alchemy, cannot heal…

Believe in the waters, have faith in my healing powers, 

I will, I regenerate, I grow…