There's the perfect light, you hear every sound, see every line, wish for every shadow. Her movement is frozen in time, but you can feel it in your mind, as she twirls beyond the frame. The rumble of the waves, the chill of the breeze, the taste of salt on your tongue. The sun is rising, then she's setting, the leaves are crunching between your toes. The stillness in the chaos, the rush in the silence, you feel it completely. Hey dreamer.