Nature and us.

I miss the time,
when everything was pure
be it the rain, be it our hearts
the recherché time,
when everything was virtuous
tranquil and vibrant,
be it the air, be it our spirits
when the hearts were
as blissful as the green leaves
as cheerful as the bright flowers
when the sky was clear
& so were our thoughts
I miss the time,
when everything was pristine
be it the nature, be it our souls!!