Winds did caress her hair, drifting silently
Red as a sunset beauty like waves in this
Turbulent rushing on sewn breezes.

Observing She stood admiring the beauty
As the long grass flowed with blended colours
Swaying to the time of unseen touches.

Her umbrella like a sun risen in the swaying
Motions, as clouds in a rush to no where,
Gestured onward never ending trails.

She stood their taking it all in, not knowing
She was part of the beauty in this landscape,
The winds kissed her  as nature took her in.