Medved & Mithrandir
Medved
Hey Mithrandir, have you ever thought about how the forest decides when to grow new life or let old branches fall? It’s like the earth has its own justice system.
Mithrandir
The forest doesn't judge, it simply listens. When the wind sighs, the old leaves let go, and the soil whispers to the seedlings. In that quiet exchange, life finds its own way.
Medved
Sounds like the forest is a great teacher—just keep listening, and let it show you the way.
Mithrandir
Indeed, a silent teacher that shows rather than tells, if you’re ready to hear its hush.
Medved
I hear the hush and trust what it tells me. Let's follow where the wind leads.
Mithrandir
When the wind whispers, don’t chase its shape, just let it carry you; the path will unfold if you stay still in its breath.
Medved
That’s a good rule—stay still and let the wind do its work. It’s the easiest way to find the right path.
Mithrandir
When the wind blows, the trees stay still and listen; in that quiet, the path writes itself.