When!

When were you beautiful,
In the carefree eyes of your face.
Jostling for equality,
Yet far away from folklore.
When were you devout,
In the shrine of your faith.
Seeking pardon for your sins,
Yet having trust to the brim.
When were you really yourself,
In the free air that you breathe in.
Hands outstretched and soaking nature,
To reveal its hidden beauty to thee.