There is beauty in her steps as she runs through dandelion fields.

Resting easy by the creek.

Moving slowly with the breeze of summery dew at the break of dawn.

She is nothing. ..and everything just at once.

One with nature , one with all

All because she let herself be a part of all and free from her restless mind just this one beautiful morning.

There is beauty in her soul as she rest softly upon the meadow...listening to nothing but her love...