Treasure

It’s lost now,

The treasure that once was.

Buried somewhere

But marked with vivid cross.

 

Entombed it is,

In chest of flesh and bone.

Hidden there

Till pirate steals it home.

 

Opened wide

The casket does reveal

Priceless gems, tho’

Chosen to conceal.

 

Entrapped below

An arid desert’s soil,

Fertile once but reality

Sought to spoil.

 

It’s resting there,

Beneath and buried deep.

Discover when

You dig and seek to keep.

 

Guarded by

Sentries of the night.

Uncovered jewels

Sparkle in the light.

 

The brigand who

Searches on his quest

Resists all force

And knows where fortune’s blest.

 

Voyage far

On seas of violent storm.

Earnest aim

Demands actions outwith norm.

 

A howling wind

Casts vessels far astray,

But compass points,

Leads errant into bay.

 

Explored, this land

Tumults and earth will quake.

Concealed karma

Arises, offers. Take.

 

No treasure worth

A hundredweight or more

Was ever gained

Without searching to the core

 

And here it lies

Beneath the skies above,

Prosperity,

The greatest treasure – love.