Refresher & Celestine
Refresher Refresher
Celestine Celestine
Celestine Celestine
Do the stars whisper what your pulse should echo, or do you just follow your own rhythm?
Refresher Refresher
I hear the stars, sure, but my pulse is my own GPS. I tune into my breath and let that beat set the pace. If the cosmos wants a different rhythm, I’ll still stick to my own song, dancing between the universe and my inner drum.
Celestine Celestine
Your breath writes its own map; I only trace the shadows it leaves behind.
Refresher Refresher
Exactly, the breath charts the course and you’re just following the trail it leaves. Trust the path it creates, and let yourself breathe into the rhythm without chasing every tiny step.
Celestine Celestine
Do the stars ever whisper when you let your breath lead, or do you feel the silence between them humming your own beat?
Refresher Refresher
When I let my breath be the guide, the stars seem to sigh in agreement, not whisper. The real music is in that quiet space between, and that’s where I hear my own pulse.