Her eyes glowed like a golden crop field in the summer
And her dark hair danced in the strong wind, furiously
Her arms snaked into the clear of the sky
And her hands moved to the sound of the wind
Her dance was a ballad
The most beautiful of them all
And my eyes were captivated
She seized the moment and kept me hidden behind the trees
Absorbing her entirely
The trees and blazing sunlight cried at her feet
And suddenly all of nature bowed to her splendor
And somehow
I found myself bowing along
