Sudak & Lour
Have you ever noticed how a river sometimes rushes ahead, and other times it slows to a gentle glide, almost like the way our thoughts shift from hurry to stillness?
Yes, I see that. A river’s rush feels like racing thoughts, and its gentle glide mirrors moments when I let my mind breathe. It’s a quiet reminder that speed isn’t always the goal—sometimes letting the current flow is enough.
Sounds like you’re finding a calm place to rest your thoughts, like the river finding its own pace. That’s the quiet way to keep going.
I do feel that calm seep in sometimes, like the river’s own breathing. But I keep drifting, wondering where the next bend leads.