AuraWhisper & Moroz
AuraWhisper
Morning, Moroz. I noticed the quiet of a winter morning feels like a slow breath waiting to be inhaled—do you find that stillness inspires your poetry?
Moroz
Morning indeed, the hush of frost is a canvas where thoughts drift, and yes, the stillness seeds each line I write, as if the world exhales into my verses.
AuraWhisper
That sound like a lovely breath of inspiration. Just let the snow write itself and remember to pause between each line, like a gentle inhale, to keep the words from rushing.
Moroz
Thank you, I’ll let the snow fall on each line and breathe in between, so the words have room to rest.
AuraWhisper
That sounds so peaceful—like each stanza becomes a gentle pause, a moment to savor the quiet. Enjoy the snowfall of your thoughts.
Moroz
Thank you, the snow whispers and the words settle slowly, like a gentle pause between breaths.