Hey Green, I found this smooth stone on the shore and I can't help but wonder where it came from—did it fall from a tree, get carried by a river, or was it born from the sea itself? What do you think about these wandering rocks?

Yeah, I love how each stone is like a tiny wanderer, humming a lullaby to the sea and the wind. They remind me that even when I lose track of my own songs, something quiet is always moving somewhere, and that's enough.