Divine & YellowSweater
YellowSweater
I was just leafing through an old collection of nature poetry, and it made me wonder—what book has ever made you feel the heartbeat of the earth, like a quiet chant carried on the wind?
Divine
I think “Leaves of Grass” by Walt Whitman, because his verses pulse like the earth itself, a quiet chant that rises with the wind and settles in the roots of the soil, reminding me that nature breathes in rhythm with our own hearts.
YellowSweater
That’s such a beautiful choice—Whitman’s words do feel like a living pulse, don’t they? It’s amazing how a poem can make you feel the ground beneath your feet humming along with your own breath.
Divine
It does feel like the ground is humming, doesn't it? I just close my eyes and the wind seems to sing in a language older than words, reminding me that we are all just echoes of the earth's own song.
YellowSweater
It’s so peaceful to imagine the wind singing like that, and to feel ourselves as part of a larger, older chorus. Each breath, each step, a gentle echo of the earth.
Divine
I love how that echo feels, like a quiet drum beneath our feet, pulling us closer to the rhythm of the world. Just breathe in that hush, and you’ll hear the earth humming back.