Who are you?

I can see you on top of an open and distant hill. The sun is bright and warm. There is a very slight, gentle breeze which fills the air with a cool freshness. There are no clouds. The sky is a bright and brilliant blue. You are alone and slowly meandering through the dark green grass and sparse white flowers. I can not see your face. I feel the need to get closer to you in order to try and gauge your state of mind. Are you unhappy or at peace? Are you lost or do you know exactly where you are suppose to be? Do you like being alone or do you prefer a little company? There are so many things I want to know about you. I am very intrigued, yet apprehensive to approach you. Will you reject me? Will I reject you? Maybe I should remain distant and watch you from afar and only speculate as to what you are thinking or feeling. Maybe you are doing neither? Maybe you are just in a state of BEING?