I didn’t know how to begin, but that was the beginning, it was a way in. I’m a single cell, a simple soul, I don’t know if nature wish me all its best.
I’m drifting towards the ocean, with the stream. Whenever I dream of a sea of my own, I’m not really serious about it, as I know nothing about water and vapor and cycles. And I know nothing about other life and other cells, until one day when I bump into you, and we join forces.
We become a new species. Sometimes all it takes is letting ourselves go with the flow. We’ll have a new start. You and me are floating calmly, and then the waterfall comes and takes us into the dream.
Don’t you know how to begin? That doesn’t matter, ‘cause you just drifted into a drop of H2O with me, in an ocean where anything can happen. We don’t have a clue, we don’t have any map, but hey: the story picks up speed. We are taken ashore, and it seems we know what to do on a beach. We grow feet, we make fire, we grow bigger when we eat other animals. We invent the wheel, everything gets possible, the wheel is spinning and spinning, and the two of us rule. We can replace wheels with a boat, we can fly and change language. This is where the story bends, from here we can’t see where it ends.
We became a new species. Sometimes all it takes is letting ourselves being led to the ocean. We could start all over. Imagine – we were just drifting by, and then the ocean gave us life as a gift.
We became a new species. We didn’t know how to begin, but that was the beginning, it was a way in. We could start all over. But now our story bends, from here we can’t see where it ends.