Nature's Poet

Once I sat for hours,

Just to watch the flowers grow.

I was at one with nature.

But then I did not know.

Once I lost myself,

In admiring the trees.

Which whispered ancient stories,

While rustling their leaves.

Once I was at peace,

Just lying in the grass.

But growing in experience,

My innocence would pass.

I can't recall those moments,

No matter how I try.

When I felt the joy in life,

Laughing at the sky.