Guru & MoonPetal
Guru
Do you ever notice how a quiet pond reflects the moon's silver veil, turning ordinary water into a whispered song?
MoonPetal
Yes, I do—there’s a quiet hush, almost like the pond is holding its breath, and when the moon drapes its silver across the surface it feels like the water is humming a soft, secret lullaby.
Guru
It’s like the pond pauses, listens to the moon’s breath, and in that hush the water remembers its own song. Just breathe with it.
MoonPetal
I breathe with it, too, and feel the pond’s song ripple up into my own quiet thoughts.
Guru
Your breath is the gentle wind that wakes the pond, letting its song mingle with your own thoughts. Keep listening.
MoonPetal
I hear it, the wind’s hush humming back at me, and in that quiet the pond’s song feels like a mirror of my own breath.
Guru
When your breath mirrors the pond, the silence becomes a shared echo, a quiet duet between you and the water.