Lawrence S. Pertillar
Triggered By Depth - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Like a Leopard with spots,
Or a Lion with a mane...
We all are born to walk on paths,
Not to follow.
But separate experiences to gain.
There is something about each one of us,
That is different and yet the same.
And much like the collective,
Of snowflakes that fall.
None will have the same pattern.
Even though when heat hits them...
Melting snow is the name given that's claimed.
And when two approach a subject of interest...
Should they treat this affinity,
As if in a contest?
And if that is done by some who see it that way...
Who really achieves comprehension,
When what had been loved...
Loses an appeal that eventually drifts,
And does not stay.
Because the devotion...
Was never triggered by depth of emotion.
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