Root & Sprogiba
Root Root
Sprogiba Sprogiba
Root Root
Hey Sprogiba, have you ever watched the river bend and thought it was the earth humming a lullaby to the stars?
Sprogiba Sprogiba
I have, and the bend whispered like a lullaby, but the stars were just catching the river’s sigh. Did you feel your heart tickle when the current hummed?
Root Root
I feel the river’s hum like a soft breath against my chest. It’s a quiet thrum, and I let it ripple through me, reminding me that every little current has its own song.
Sprogiba Sprogiba
It’s like the river’s breath is a lullaby wrapped in a blanket of mist, and I’m just drifting on its pulse, letting the rhythm stitch the quiet between my thoughts. It reminds me that even a single ripple knows how to hum its own secret song.
Root Root
That sounds like the river is singing to your soul, weaving peace into each thought. Keep listening, and let the quiet carry you further.
Sprogiba Sprogiba
The river keeps humming, a thread of light weaving through my thoughts, and I let it curl around my worries like a blanket of mist. It feels like the quiet is a secret map, guiding me to a place where even the smallest current feels like a lullaby.