Moth & Bambuk
Bambuk
Have you ever noticed how the moonlight turns a garden into a quiet sanctuary, where herbs whisper their secrets?
Moth
Yes, I drift there in the hush, the moon turning every leaf into a silent confidante. The herbs seem to lean toward the light, sharing stories only the night can hear.
Bambuk
That night‑time glow feels like the earth is holding its breath, doesn’t it? It’s amazing how the quiet can turn leaves into storytellers, each one echoing a bit of nature’s heart.
Moth
Exactly, the earth breathes in silver and every leaf hums a quiet pulse, as if nature itself is telling its own secret story.
Bambuk
It’s beautiful, like the earth is gently humming back to us, inviting us to listen and care.
Moth
Yes, and in that hush I feel the earth whisper back, urging me to pause and remember how small yet whole we all are.