The Simple Things in Life; Where are they?

Life and innocence
Filled with grass bed wonderings
Gazing into our Galaxy
Flying the star night wings
	A walk through the woods
	Strolls among the foreign flora
	Simpler times dominate my head
	Soaking in Nature's virtuous aura
Days pass without time
The Glass funnels its beach
Walking the neighborhood block
Playing with friends I meet
	The blue Moon rises
	Friends pop in my brain
	People emerge in my images
	Curses and pleas fall like rain
So the world stops
And we continue to walk
Hearing each other
With no words to talk