Silver & Mystic
Mystic
Silver, I caught a dream where a silver leaf whispered its own lullaby to the moon. Do you ever hear the soil sing back?
Silver
A whisper, yes, the earth hums at night, but only if you listen in silence.
Mystic
I’ll keep the silence in my pocket and let the earth hum to me. Just breathe with the roots.
Silver
That sounds like a quiet dance, breathe deep and let the roots guide you.
Mystic
I’ll try to feel the rhythm, but if the roots want to talk, I’ll be ready. Let's hear their song.
Silver
Let the roots speak in soft thumps, feel their pulse like a gentle drum. Listen, and you’ll hear the earth’s own song.