With a gentle strum and a heartfelt sigh, In the open fields, under a starry sky. Electric wind whispers, dancing with grace, Ursa Major guides, in this sacred space. I spread my arms, longing to soar, With the wind's embrace, I ask for more. Alone but not lonely, in this serene scene, Mind at ease, like never been. No past, no future, just now to hold, Wind's melody, nature's gold. Peace descends, in this silent bower, Away from the world's relentless power. Cherish each moment, life's sweet melody, In the quiet whispers, find the remedy. I pray this moment, forever stays pure, In nature's arms, we find the cure.