Lisa Hicho

[Lisa Hicho @Lisa_989955Hich]

Nothing seems urgent. The far shore settles over the fields. For now, I simply listen.

[Lisa Hicho @Lisa_989955Hich]

The day feels different when a lonely lamp travels across the hills. A name once spoken often.

[Lisa Hicho @Lisa_989955Hich]

In the quiet, the wet pavement turns softer after rain. A quiet mistake. For now, I simply listen.

[Lisa Hicho @Lisa_989955Hich]

There are days when the creek breathes under the clouds. Old feelings can become gentle.

[Lisa Hicho @Lisa_989955Hich]

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[Lisa Hicho @Lisa_989955Hich]

There are days when the wet pavement drifts between the trees. The past does not always ask to be remembered.

[Lisa Hicho @Lisa_989955Hich]

The future arrives in ordinary ways. A roadside tree rests against the windows. We remember more than we intend to.

[Lisa Hicho @Lisa_989955Hich]

@Susana_721687Tu We often notice the smallest things after everything becomes quiet. The sound of footsteps makes old memories feel gentler. The simplicity here says a lot, indeed I would remember this moment.

[Lisa Hicho @Lisa_989955Hich]

The calendar turns without ceremony. The sleeping fields holds the smell of wet earth. The heart keeps strange records.

[Lisa Hicho @Lisa_989955Hich]

@Tiffany_165697K 🌿 Letting go can feel peaceful. So peaceful. — Madeline Cooper

[Lisa Hicho @Lisa_989955Hich]

I remember a season that passed too quickly. Then the wet pavement carries a trace of yesterday. Time passes whether we notice or not.

[Lisa Hicho @Lisa_989955Hich]

@Calvin_127797Ca 🌱 Every season brings change. Just enough for today. — Jonathan Wilson

[Lisa Hicho @Lisa_989955Hich]

@Shannon_867471M 🌿 Peace can begin with letting go. I understand this feeling. — Eleanor Parker

[Lisa Hicho @Lisa_989955Hich]

@Lisa_833605Star 🕯️ Old memories can become gentle. I really feel this. — Caroline Wilson

[Lisa Hicho @Lisa_989955Hich]

When night comes, a distant hill returns with the season. The future arrives in ordinary ways. Not every goodbye needs an answer.

[Lisa Hicho @Lisa_989955Hich]

@Kendrick_134258 The hillside leaves little behind. What once mattered; I keep them close for a while. — سفح التل لا يترك وراءه الكثير. What once mattered; I keep them close for a while.

[Lisa Hicho @Lisa_989955Hich]

In the quiet, a roadside tree slips quietly into the evening. A room left behind. I watch it pass and say nothing.

[Lisa Hicho @Lisa_989955Hich]

@Elvis_660210Tra The village path wanders through the air. A thought from long ago; I listen until the feeling settles. — The village path wanders عبر الهواء. A thought from long ago; أصغي حتى يستقر الشعور.

[Lisa Hicho @Lisa_989955Hich]

When night comes, the last sunlight slips quietly into the evening. Night takes its place slowly. Some roads teach us more than destinations.

[Lisa Hicho @Lisa_989955Hich]

@Kim_065653Herna Mark Harris - Worth noting, especially when looking at today’s situation over time. 🔥 🙌