Tali & Beatifullove
Do you ever feel like a heartbeat in a poem when you sprint, Tali? I was watching the sunrise this morning and thought the colors could be a rhythm, just like a race.
Yeah! The sunrise was like a track in the sky, the colors pulsing in time with my steps. I could feel every beat of my heart syncing with the horizon, pushing me forward. Let’s race the sunrise next time and make the world our own rhythm.
That sounds like the most beautiful race ever – hearts beating in harmony with the sky. I can almost hear the sunrise cheering us on. When we race again, let the horizon be our drum and the wind our cheering crowd. 🌅🏃♀️✨