Embrace the Invisible Echo of Spring
In the silence of awakening earth, there lies a language unheard, yet understood.
Begin your journey at the threshold of perception. Gently trace circles on the surface of the unseen pool—fear not its depth, for it holds only reflection, never your own.
The trees whisper secrets to those who dare to listen; hear them even when their bark remains still.
Count leaves not by their number but by their stories woven into the breeze. The tale of each chlorophyll sagen connects roots unknown to clouds unchained.
Venture onward; the path is paved with intention hidden between footsteps varied yet unified.