Write one paragraph on blind person on a train how ask you what it is like outside?

As the train rattled along the tracks, a blind man sitting beside me turned his head slightly, his voice calm yet curious. "What’s it like outside?" he asked, his unseeing eyes searching for a description. I paused, then painted a picture of the vibrant autumn leaves swirling in the breeze, the golden sunlight filtering through the trees, and the distant silhouettes of mountains framing the horizon. His face lit up with appreciation, as if my Words had momentarily transported him beyond the confines of the train.