Before Our Fall Poem by Bryan Taplits

Before our Fall, the air so sweet, and gulped without a care
We all would think of other things as though the 'sweet gulp' wasn't there.
But now we know this treasures worth, what we didn't know before,
The value of this unheralded wealth was not its glitter nor its glow:
It was breathing free! In all its unbroken will!
We'd sop all of nature's glory back then -
(Before the pandemic's span)
And freely swig our fill.