Primal Sympathy Poem by Altair Laahad
Primal Sympathy
As you look back to the years
When the mountain that sheltered
you from childhood fears,
stood slender and smiled
softly to your innocent face;
your eyes gleamed like two oases
before the dawn;
Beneath your lips a lake of mirth
thoughtless of man's need or greed or wealth.
There is where you miss that primal sympathy
that once blossomed between you and me
before the birth of our two faces
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5/6/2024 5:15:00 PM # 1.0.0.1119
OH! The poet lost her innocence. But when you become man, dont you think that feeling can be with you. Still! I believe in that. This simplicity has always a place on our hearts.