Was it an era of turbulence?

Placid, pious and languishless mileu
The air blew gently, pervaded sanguine vicinity
But, great storm hindered the continuity
Felicity clashed down to torment
The small bud detached from the tree
Obstinate storm degraded the era of purity
The bud relentlessly rolled on and beaten by giant rocks

But, saved and grasped by the...