Vague, cryptic words to get you to click this

I was eating lunch outside in my backyard sitting on an incline in the lawn, facing a panorama of green fields and forest. The sky was splotched here and there with puffy white clouds that floated lazily around the sun. I was admiring the stark contrast of the lush green trees, almost rendered black, against the electric blue sky. Passively, my attention was drawn to a big tree next to my house when these words began to form in my head:

I think it's strange, when young and small,
That things are grander than they were,
But not as grand at all