"The Combat"


Looking over the cliff... deep below... roared the battle of eternity...

Anchored to Mother Earth, a wounded soldier... unable to escape the ruthless onset of his enemy... bravely fought a loosing battle.

Through the ages... the roaring Atlantic force had hammered on with it's liquid grinding paws... eating him away...a steady onslaught turning him into pebbles... and finally to sand... to be washed up on the beach; to be carried away with the winds...

The eternal combat of the elements...  the slaughter of terra firma by the sea... a loosing battle for the hardest rock at the end... if time is given.
Peniche, Portugal - 2007 - www.brandulph.net