Whisperings.. is what goes on most days.. in my ears… different things.. snippets from things I see or scents I encounter through out the day. Sometimes they lead to full on rambling thoughts other times just passing words.
They most often haunt me at night when I can’t sleep or when I awaken at the witching hour between two and three as I so often do, such as this morning.. its difficult for me to go back to sleep as these whisperings can be relentless and quite loud at times.
They have much to say these whisperings. I just have to find a way to let them be heard.
I love this image, the way the colours blur together like watercolour, and the gentle arch of the branch… I know what it’s like to lie awake listening to the natterings in my brain, and I find that looking at photos helps to centre me again.
I understand this, the whispering. Hugs to you.