My missing element

It was a beautiful day with crisp cold air. Walking back from french class, i felt the freshly washed earth underneath my feet; looking up, i saw the sky glowing with dusky candle light of the setting sun. Mesmerized, i looked around and there were cherry blossoms everywhere, showering the trees in abundant grace, as if to make up for the missing leaves.

And then it struck me. What i was missing.

Fire in my soul. It was gone.