When you move in silence. There’s no need to talk. Just watch and listen. Take in the sounds of gossip, crickets and laughter. Be aware of your environment. The plush grass grows slowly. The dandelions open wide like a sun that rises in the east and sets in the west. Their spores drift carelessly and get caught on loose hair strands that have nowhere to go. But while life goes on aimlessly. You make plans for a tomorrow that few others care to see. Because your vision is clear like the blue sky and deep like the sea. Preparation is sprinkled on the cares of prospective days.
Love always, Esha ❤