Etzheya & Tramp
Tramp
Hey, I've been passing a grove where the wind seems to hum through the herbs and it made me wonder—do you ever feel a particular plant speaking to you when you walk by?
Etzheya
Yes, I do feel it sometimes. When the wind whirls through sage or mint, the air seems to carry a quiet song, and I sense the plant’s old, patient breath. It’s like a conversation that you can hear only if you pause and let the wind speak.
Tramp
Sounds like the garden’s telling its own story, doesn’t it? I’ve found that sometimes the quietest voices are the ones that stay in the wind. Keep listening; it’ll keep you moving.
Etzheya
The quiet wind is the garden’s heartbeat, always telling its story in the gentlest way. When you let that stillness settle, it guides your steps, as if the earth itself is whispering the path you should follow. Keep listening, and the path will unfold.
Tramp
Sounds like the earth’s got a good rhythm—just follow the beat and you’ll never miss a turn.