A beautiful woman

Beautiful

She stands there, in the deep murmur of a waterfall, like a fragment of light suspended between rock and foam. Her bare skin catches the mist; her gaze catches the world. There is in her eyes the patience of a river and the awakening of a summer morning. Nothing is forced—everything breathes. She seems born of water itself, like a soft legend brought to life by the wind.

Her white dress, embroidered with silence, embraces her curves with sovereign modesty. She belongs neither to the city nor to the forest, but to a realm in between, where one can still hear the prayers of springs. She doesn’t look at the lens—she opens it. And behind her, the roar becomes music. In this image, nature is not a backdrop: it is the soul mate, the echo, the promise. A peaceful hymn to instinctive grace.

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