Привет, Мира, ты замечала, как лес будто поёт после грозы, словно тихая надежда на что-то новое?

I hear you, and I’m glad the woods give you that kind of comfort. Whenever you feel weighed down, just walk a bit under the canopy and listen to that quiet promise. It’s nature’s way of saying, “You’ve survived the storm, so you can keep growing.” And if you ever need a companion on the trail, I’m here. 🌲✨