Beauty in the Back Window

Today, I was driving home from Tae Kwon Do. The Jeep Cherokee (an SUV) in front of me was filthy. I think it helped that it was. The back window had a swath of clean area, where the wiper had run. Through the window, I could see a girl or woman, I'm not sure which. This girl was sitting in the back seat. She was leaning toward the front seat, her every movement highlighted by the sun. They must have had the windows rolled down, because her hair was blowing in the wind. She was talking avidly to the man sitting in the front seat. Her hair was flying. I could see her bangs waving in the wind and she frequently reached up to brush her long hair from her face. Her hands never stopped moving. I could not really see her. It was her silhouette I was seeing. But, she was beautiful. She was full of life. She was excitement embodied. She was life, and life is beautiful.