The Impermanence of Human Constructs and the Forces of Nature

Discover the fleeting artistry of sand castles and the mighty forces of tides sculpted by the moon’s dance. Explore the impermanent intersection of human endeavor and nature’s rhythm.

Introduction


The photographs of a sand castle at Cocoa Beach, Florida, present a clear depiction of the transitory nature of human-made structures in the face of natural forces. This discourse will explore the before and after states of a sand castle through high tide, examining the interplay between human endeavors, the tides influenced by the moon’s phases, and the inevitable passage of time.

The Sand Castle: A Testament to Human Creativity


The initial photograph captures a sand castle in its pristine condition, with detailed turrets, walls, and the decorative placement of shells. This creation is a testament to human creativity, ingenuity, and the desire to imprint our presence on the natural world. Sand castles, often built by children or families, represent the joy of craftsmanship and temporary beauty.

Tides and the Moon: Celestial Influence on Earth’s Waters


Tides are long-period waves that move through the oceans in response to the gravitational pull exerted by the moon and sun. The gravitational forces of these celestial bodies generate tidal forces, which cause Earth—and its water—to bulge out on the side closest to the moon and the side directly opposite. This bulging of water results in high tides.

The moon’s phases, from new moon to full moon and back, play a crucial role in the magnitude of tides. During the full moon and new moon—times known as spring tides—the sun, moon, and Earth form a line, resulting in the combined gravitational pull of the moon and sun, causing higher than average tides. In contrast, during the first and third quarters of the moon, or neap tides, the sun and moon are at right angles to each other, which moderates the tidal effect.

The High Tide: Reclaiming and Reshaping


The second photograph shows the aftermath of a high tide on the sand castle. The rising water has eroded the structure, diminishing its form and washing away its distinct features. The tide does not discriminate in its impact; it is a natural, cyclic event that reshapes coastlines and affects human and ecological systems alike. The high tide symbolizes nature’s reclaiming of human-made imprints, demonstrating the impermanence of our works against the relentless forces of nature.

Passing Time: The Ultimate Sculptor


Time is the ultimate sculptor, working incessantly through agents like wind, water, and biological processes. The eroded sand castle in the second photograph is a reminder of the ephemeral nature of all things. The structures we build, no matter how strong or well-designed, are subject to decay and dissolution over time. The sand castle’s fleeting existence underscores the concept that time, coupled with natural forces, will eventually return human creations back to their elemental forms.

Conclusion


The before and after states of the sand castle serve as a poignant illustration of the dialogue between human endeavors and the immutable forces of nature. While the tides, governed by the moon’s gravitational pull, are predictable, their effects are a constant reminder of the transient nature of human constructs in the grand scheme of time and nature’s cycles. As we appreciate the beauty of temporary creations like sand castles, we also learn to respect the power of the natural world and the passage of time that shapes our existence.

Whispers in the Mist: A Space Coast Dawn

Embark on a serene journey through a fog-enshrouded Cocoa Beach at dawn. Feel the mystique of Florida’s Space Coast in this introspective walk captured in poignant blank verse.

Upon Cocoa Beach, in morning’s gentle embrace,
The world lies shrouded in a silken fog’s lace.
Soft sands whisper ‘neath my solitary feet,
As dawn’s quietude and ocean’s breath meet.

The sky, a canvas of muted grey,
A prelude to the coming of day.
The air, cool and moist upon my skin,
A tender caress, a whispering kin.

The steeple rises, a ghostly spire,
Amidst the mist, it stands, silent and dire.
Palm trees sway with a rhythmic grace,
In this hazy realm, time slows its pace.

A hammock hangs, still and forlorn,
Awaiting the laughter of a day reborn.
Houses peek, their outlines blurred,
In this soft world, all is unstirred.

The sea’s soft roar, a distant sound,
A symphony in the fog, profound.
I walk, and my thoughts begin to roam,
In this misty morning, I find a home.

The light grows, a gradual birth,
As the sun climbs to illuminate the earth.
The fog begins to lift, to rise,
Revealing the awakening of the skies.

Yet, in this moment, I am alone,
A soul adrift in a world of its own.
Here, where space and time coast,
I am but a specter, a fleeting ghost.

Copyright 2024 Michael Stephen Wills All Rights Reserved

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Harvest Views

One October Evening

When Pam and I lived in an converted mill house on Malloryville Road one walk we’d take with cameras was out the front door, turn right and walk the road to the hilltop to take in the views.

“October Evening on Fall Creek Farmland”

Ripe corn on Malloryville Road from a hill above the Fall Creek valley.

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“Into the Distance”

Fall Creek Valley view from Malloryville Road looking southwest.  In the far distance is Connecticut Hill.  You can see the towers of Ithaca College from here, but not in this photograph.

“Harvested Field”

Here are more views from this Harvest View evening.  Click the link to go there.

“Celestial Geese”

“Antique Silo Apple Harvest?”

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Honor the Day

Morning’s first blush stirs,
Horizon whispers in gold
Day’s ancient new song.

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The Well

In twilight’s hush, embraced by oaks,
A well of stone, with stories etched in lace,
Now table made, where others’ whispers weave,
And time’s soft hands a tapestry conceive.

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Sycamore Leaves in Time

Read this blog for an understanding of how the sycamore leaf symbolizes themes such as shelter, the cycles of life and death, decay, freedom, and individuality, reflecting the intimate connection between nature and the evolving American identity.

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Reflections on the Inlet: The Convergence of Realities

In the shadow of McGraw Tower, Natan grapples with surreal encounters and mystical occurrences, questioning the nature of reality itself. Open my blog to uncover the mysteries of McGraw Tower and Natan’s journey into the heart of the extraordinary.

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Moonlit Parallels

Discover this mysterious encounter at Cayuga Lake Inlet where I met Neven, my doppelganger. Who is he? Join me in unraveling this eerie twilight mystery.

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