Zakatik & Torouser
Zakatik Zakatik
Torouser Torouser
Zakatik Zakatik
Do you ever pause to hear the wind carry leaves like tiny notes, and then try to write them down before they vanish?
Torouser Torouser
Sure, sometimes I sit, watch the leaves skitter, and jot a few words, only to have the wind erase them again. I keep trying, even if it feels like chasing a ghost.