I am standing on a hill .In every direction there is nothing but endless fields of golden grass. Waving in an everlasting dance, conducted by the wind.

I am all alone. And find my self gazing around and around for something, anything to see, beside the endless fields.

Finally I spot it, it is very far away, and very distant but there it is. A bird.
It is gently riding a wind, surfing the sky, while looking down on the earth and vast fields of grass.

It is not coming closer though, but I whish it had.

After watching the bird for a while I turn around again, looking out on the endless fields for something else to see.

But there is nothing.
Only eternal grass

Therefore, I turn again and once more, look at the bird.

Which is flying in the endless sky.