Clay is older than man. Moulded through the ages by the wind and waters, each minute grain has seen countless lives come and go; has seen dynasties rise and fall. Has seen suffering, and joy. And hate, and love.
In the beginning,
after light was separated from darkness;
after the sky was lifted up from the sea;
after the ground sprouted seeds and fruits;
after a greater light and a lesser light were formed to govern day and night;
After creatures in the sea swam and creatures in the sky took flight;