Medoed & IvyCute
IvyCute IvyCute
I was walking by the river last night and saw how the light caught each ripple, like tiny mirrors. Do you ever notice how these fleeting patterns echo deeper truths?
Medoed Medoed
It was just a ripple, but you see a whole universe reflected in it. The patterns shift, yet they always return to the same rhythm, like a leaf that keeps finding the right spot on the stream. The truth, if you listen, is in the quiet moments between the waves.
IvyCute IvyCute
That’s exactly how I feel—each small ripple is a reminder that even the quietest moments hold a universe of meaning. It’s the subtle hush between waves that lets us hear our own breath.