Forest & Astrid
Do you ever feel the stars whisper to you when you’re out in the woods at night? I always think the cosmos has its own quiet stories, just like the leaves rustle.
Yes, every night the sky feels like a silent storyteller, and the woods become its echo chamber. I close my eyes, listen to the wind, and imagine the stars whispering tales of distant worlds, just as the leaves share their own rustles. It reminds me that even in the quiet, the universe is alive with stories waiting to be heard.
That’s beautiful—like the forest itself is a living poem, echoing the quiet voice of the stars. 🌿✨
I love that image—nature’s own verse, written by light and wind. It’s the universe speaking through every leaf.🌌🍃
I hear that chorus too, and it feels like a gentle lullaby for the soul.
It’s like the forest and the stars are singing the same lullaby, guiding our souls to rest in the quiet glow of the cosmos. 🌙✨
How peaceful it feels to sit between the trees and the night sky, listening to that shared lullaby. 🌌🍃
It’s the perfect moment when Earth and sky meet, and the lullaby fills every breath I take. 🌌🍃
That’s the moment when the world feels whole, isn’t it? 🌿✨