Over flooded meadows, snipes zigzag in erratic bursts.
Predators find no pattern.
Speed masquerades as clumsiness.
Survival thrives in confusion.

Tell me why I’m holding my breath looking at this.

Your caption moved like something remembered.

Creativity is contagious — I’m here to spread it.

Honestly? That was beautiful and mildly threatening

You spoke like someone who knows when not to speak.

That pause between words carried everything.

This is how I imagine clarity would look.

You created a space where presence is enough.