Solace within celebration,
Entwined in sheltered isolation.
In this desolate distance so pristine,
She finds comfort in self, a solitude and ease.
Beyond her own presence, she has no need.
She grazes the desert landscape with grace,
Poised and charmed in her pensive pace.
Among barren trees in the dismal breeze,
Whispered secrets drift through currents
For her ears alone, to be of witness, to learn.
Amidst dry crackles and creaks,
There are luscious melodies
Emanating from the pulse of her vibrant soul.
She embraces this meadow, ever hushed and tranquil
Filling vacant space with the decadent rhythm
of her own inner reflection.