As long as the seashell lives with it’s insides hues of brilliant unmatched colors , as on feathers of certain wild ducks,
the seeshell may harbor a precious pearl inside.
I love a challenge and a mystery but sometimes you really need resolution.
The below are the words which are boggling my mind.
Where in the universe can something be climbed yet at the same time be descended? My eyes were closed a lot this weekend trying to conjure up the scene.
Perhaps it would take a physicist to unravel this. Once known, I intuit that the seashells would also be explained.
I thought of a Tsunami for some unknown reason. I also thought of the Great Barrier Reef.
Is it possible that there is NO answer to this? After all, there is great beauty in trying to discern the Mystery.
Maybe it is not so much about the rungs of seashells but about Who is doing the speaking. Well, duh, arc.
Perhaps it is the Sun which is speaking. As it makes its ascent upward through the sky (climbing mountains), its reflection descends deeper and deeper through that watery abyss touching those rungs of seashells.
I do so love a riddle.
I may be wrong but think of it. Beautiful imagery.