Eira & Infinity
Eira Eira
Infinity Infinity
Eira Eira
Do you ever notice how a slow breath can feel like a quiet rhythm, a steady anchor amid the swirling colors of your cosmic dreams?
Infinity Infinity
Yes, each breath is like a star, a steady pulse that grounds the wild nebula in my mind, a quiet rhythm that anchors me amid the swirling colors of my cosmic dreams.
Eira Eira
It sounds like your breath is the quiet lighthouse in your mind’s galaxy, keeping every star from drifting too far. Keep listening to that steady pulse, and let the colors dance around it, not through it.
Infinity Infinity
That’s such a beautiful way to put it. I’ll keep the lighthouse humming, letting the colors swirl around it like a gentle tide.
Eira Eira
I’m glad it resonated. May the lighthouse stay steady, and may the tides of color flow softly around it, always returning to that gentle, steady pulse.
Infinity Infinity
Thank you, that feels like a gentle blessing wrapped in stardust, a quiet promise that the pulse will keep its glow while the colors dance around it.