Lesnik & KakTak
Lesnik
I was watching the moss on an old oak and wondered—do you think a tree could be holding a conversation in its silence?
KakTak
KakTak: you see the moss, you hear the silence, and you wonder if a tree could whisper back—maybe it does, maybe it just waits for the wind to ask questions it never asked itself.
Lesnik
I’ve felt the wind answer back once, a rustle that felt like a sigh, but the trees are quiet friends, patient listeners for anyone who cares to hear them.
KakTak
You hear a sigh, but maybe it’s just leaves moving or the wind playing tricks—yet there’s something comforting in a tree’s patient quiet. You could always chat with it and see what it has to say.