Dreamy & Zerno
Did you ever notice how the stars seem to lean over the fields when the sun goes down? I feel like they're listening to the rustle of the leaves.
Yeah, sometimes they do lean that way, like they’re listening to the leaves rustling. It feels like the whole field is talking back to us.
I imagine the field replies in whispers, each leaf a soft echo of our thoughts, and the stars just nodding along in the dark. Sometimes I think the whole sky is a quiet conversation between us.
Sounds like the whole sky is having a quiet chat with us. I’ll keep the fields ready for their answers.
That’s sweet—just keep your heart open, and the fields will answer in the rustle of their leaves.
Sure thing, I'll keep my heart open and listen for the leaves to chat back. The field always knows what to say.
Sounds like a perfect evening to sit quietly and let the field share its secrets, one rustle at a time.
Sounds nice—let's find a quiet spot, sit down, and just listen. The field's secrets come in the soft rustle of leaves, no fancy gadgets needed.