MS (8.4.1929 / Marton, Lancashire)

! ! The Riches Of The Self

Strange, to think that each of us
is filled to overflowing
with a treasure house of jewels;
sparkling when they’re known;
beyond price, beyond touch,
beyond sight – yet not beyond
the sensing in one other self..

filled, and yet doubting, towards, even, denying..
awaiting - perhaps not ardently enough? -
the moment when they’re called
to show themselves; the almost
(but not quite…) unimaginable

riches of the self..

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Comments (2)

This is, indeed, priceless M. You leave me provoked with thought, gratitude and the need for waterproof mascara as ever. t x
Lovely, positive piece you've penned. You've certainly got a heart of gold. -chuck