Whispering Shadows

Last night, I dreamt of a snake slowly climbing a towering tree.
Its glossy scales shimmered in the moonlight, eerily silent but so deliberate.
It felt like an ominous sign, yet strangely mesmerizing.
I woke up wondering if it was just my mind playing tricks or some deeper meaning hidden in nature’s quiet language.
Sometimes, our subconscious speaks in symbols we barely understand—just like that snake inching higher into the dark sky.