Letter in the Grass

I walked towards the low tide beach when I noticed the bunches of dry grass on the  left of the path. Something pulled me to look closer and take a picture.

Processing the raw image brought out the secret letters. 

Fonts looking familiar but like a foreign ancient writing. 

A love letter written by the wind and the sun.

A letter wanted to be found. A message of chance without a bottle. I worked on the image again.

 It fascinated me. What would the wind want to tell me of his love making with the grass?

And the heat bending each leave into a form to make it a symbol of a language.

Does this symbol represent a sound? Is  it the sound of the wind captured in the grass?

Is  there a love song of the wind that can be played reading the letters?

Can you see the sweet sounds of loving?