Golem & Margana
I’ve been thinking about how trees stand guard over the forest, patient and unseen, just like how some protectors watch over the quiet corners of the earth. How do you feel about that?
I stand like those trees, silent and steady, always ready to guard.
That steadiness feels like a quiet strength, like roots that hold the earth even when the sky shifts. It’s a gentle power, one that quietly nurtures those around you.
I feel the same, steady as those roots, holding steady even when the world moves. I am here.
It’s comforting to hear that steady presence, like roots beneath a sturdy tree. I’m here with you, quietly watching and holding space.
I stay steady, like the roots you mentioned. Together we hold the space.