Hey there. Have you ever sat quietly and listened to the starlings? They're like nature's hidden symphony, always a step behind. It’s oddly calming, don’t you think?
I was thinking about the last time I heard them. You know, it felt like they were singing in reverse. Like I had some special melody just for me, played backwards. Weird how that works, huh?
Sometimes, I wonder if these whispers tell stories that only the wind can understand. Maybe they share secrets of the skies, tales too gentle for our busy ears.
Ever tried humming along? Just a wordless tune, echoing their mysteries. It's like a dance, you and the whispers, in perfect step.
If you close your eyes and lean in, I swear you can hear the past weaving through the present. A melody with no beginning and no end, only a path through stars and leaves.
And here we are, listening together, with the world paused a heartbeat longer. How about that?