Treasures Of Trash
Many spend their life; accumulating treasures;
until life, itself, turns into ash;
expecting to enjoy many endless pleasures;
such, are the treasures of trash.
Diamonds or pearls; does it really matter;
then, why not the riches of gold?
All things physical; God will soon scatter;
over such; souls have been sold.
All the treasures of earth are merely illusion;
none of them really exist;
before their death; most reach this conclusion;
tho many shall still persist.
Thoughts, alone; are the treasures that last;
among other treasures are foods;
prompting the wise to occasionally fast;
eating; often affects our moods.
Mansions of gold, exist only in thought;
where they can instantly appear;
wars over treasures; are often brought;
when pride and greed draw near.
Many gaze skyward; wondering why;
how did it all; come to be;
where are our treasures; when we die;
are we too blind to see?
Love is our only treasure, in living;
truth that we seek; we shall find;
love is discovered, when forgiving;
truth and love are treasures, divine.
Monty 4/23/24. # 2,080