A soft melody

If you could, then imagine
a girl running aimless
with her hair and long dress
flowing through the windy waves
as if to leave behind everything
all gestures, moments, memories
all dreams, bliss and delicacies
as if to seek refuge in the horizon
as if to hide from realities
but then  surprisingly
somebody began to play
a soft melody in the language
unknown, bringing her to a halt
melting her heart through her ears
stopping she looked for all
all gestures, moments, memories
all dreams, bliss and delicacies