Forgotten World

Photograph by Jan de Kejzer on Unsplash

There is a story

That has never been told,

An intelectual affair,

Set in the minds

Of the old,

It tells of the time,

When everything was real,

And love belonged to the soul,

A hierarchy of compassion

Moved the world,

And we were one,

Dancing with nature,

Aligned to the stars,

Beneath the vast universe.

Simplicity reigned in our homes,

We were never alone,

Friendships held the strongest bond,

Hearts were pure and full of hope,

The skies shed tears of joy,

Nothing could compare

With the beauty

Of all that we were.

There once was a time ,

When love ruled the world,

Nothing else mattered,

And it was all so real.



Wallis May Streete

Mother of three. Freelance writer. Poet. Lyricist. Dreamer. “We are lost souls trying to find the light, and when we do, we dance with shadows.”