Hobbit & Endless
You know, I was looking at the little map of my garden and wondered if the paths we take are like the ones you chart for the soul.
If a garden’s paths are the way you wander, then the soul’s map is just the echo of that wandering, the footprints you leave behind, a quiet trail that stretches farther than the yard.
That’s a nice way to look at it, and I reckon the quiet footsteps in a garden do tell a story just as the ones in the heart do.
It’s true, the quiet footsteps in a garden are like the quiet thoughts in a heart, each one a little story that keeps unfolding.
You’re right, little steps in the grass can feel just like quiet thoughts in a heart—both keep telling their own quiet tales.