The New Planet

A vision or a dream last night I did see,
A garden bustling with few denizens and me,
Sprkles & glitters spread taken from the night's glamour,
Insecurity lost,Security was the newly available armour,
It was an epoch of belief and none of inredulity,
The people were benevolent yet shrewd & witty.
Youth was the ball & love the melodious number,
Trees were the clssical danceuse & wind the murmur.
Fresh green was the colour of the occassion,
They said that models were out,nature is in fashion.
No smoke,no dust,no obnoxious smell to tell,
Plenty of plants and trees,yet none to fell.
I asked a weird man,"What's the fest???"
He jeered & said,"Its one for repose called the "rest"".
Birds' chirp,child's laughter,bright light & fragrance dominated,
He grinned,winked and before I realised,he gain said,
"There was a tempest and the earth has been recreated."