Mistress & Ophelight
Have you ever watched a river trace the path of a broken bridge and thought how it might teach us about fixing things that we think are irreparably broken?
Absolutely, I’ve watched that trick. The river just keeps moving, finding a new way around the wreck. It reminds me that the broken parts aren’t dead, they’re just waiting for someone to decide what to do with them. I prefer to build the new bridge myself, rather than let the water dictate the course.
So you’re the one who lays the stones, while I’ll sit by the water, humming a quiet tune for the stones that have already learned how to listen.
Just keep humming, and watch me lay each stone with purpose. The water’s tune is the soundtrack to the bridge I’m building.
Your hands are like steady drumbeats on the river’s pulse, and I’ll keep humming a quiet rhythm in the background, so the stones feel the song you’re weaving.