Light as a feather

Waking up at the brightest of sunsets under a calming tree, I thought to myself, "can this get any better" as I saw a glow to my right, above a small hill besides a tree like mine, sat a girl I saw, painting the sunset behind her tree.
As I got closer to identify the person, my curiosity grew even more to know who have drawn such beauty. A girl with a bright face, hair thin and silky following down like a river, I became hesitant to speak my thoughts of her drawing. She glanced back, and I thought she had noticed me starring or so I thought, a magnificent colorful tiny bird light as a feather landed on my shoulders, I stood there hopping not to scare it away as I saw the girl immediately rushing for a new page to start a new painting of the bird, she whispered at me "don't scare it away" and so I just watched the birds beautiful wings stretch ready for flight, the girl hasn't yet finished and the bird flew away as if it's never existed, but a sparkling light fell from the sky to my palms,  it turned out to be the birds leaf, I rushed to the girl showing her the rainbow leaf as she finished her painting,  it was amazing, it looked as if the memory is still alive, I left as she thanked me for modeling but then ran to her, placing the feather by her ear and saying "your hands create miracles, the way your capture moments is outstanding, I'm happy to have met someone like you" and I left.
Months passed, I saw that girl again, winning the first prize with her painting skills, that canvas was of me and that bird, she tilted it as"tamer of the wind", and so, thats how this story ends and another begins.