Our aesthetic euphoria

We danced like flickering candles around the fire. Whistled and whispered with the wind in which we admired. Playing tracks of The Beatles. Replaying "Here comes the sun" all night long as it was our favourite song. T'was indeed the good ol' days where "yesterday,all our problems seemed so far away" and all euphorias were here to stay. For we believed in yesterday... T'was a time where instead of kids neglecting what was in front of them, we had flower children who ran wild within our forests and were one with nature teaching the world to love once again. There was no pain for we had the rain which made us train our souls to be sane, for it was humbled and purified by the tears of Nature's cries and the fears which led to Her sighs, and made many question -"what if She really dies?" We were of colour,positive radiations, creative meditations and a raw but pure generation. In which we lived in a foreign utopia where our hearts and passionate souls were satisfied towards the purest of all cures which made the world fruitful and pure again with a positive lack of pain.