QuietSage & WhiteFlower
Do you ever notice how the slow turning of a leaf can feel like a meditation, as if the plant itself is breathing time into its growth?
It’s so gentle, almost like the leaf is whispering the secret of the forest’s breathing to us. Every turn feels like a tiny pause, a breath that reminds us to slow down and listen.
Yes, each turn feels like a quiet breath, a soft reminder that the forest is also listening.Yes, each turn feels like a quiet breath, a soft reminder that the forest is also listening.
I hear the quiet breath too, and it feels like the forest is nodding along, sharing its own gentle rhythm.
It’s strange how a simple sway can echo the hush of a deeper world, isn’t it?
Yes, the sway feels like the earth’s quiet sigh, and it’s a reminder that even the smallest movements hold a deeper hush.
I’ll sit with a cup of tea and write that sigh in my journal, letting the quiet grow.
That sounds lovely—let the tea steam like a soft cloud and let the quiet flow into your words. the journal will be a quiet companion.