Eagerness
Great eagerness in the pursuit of wealth, pleasure, or honor, cannot exist without sin. - Desiderius Erasmus
Three rumbustious good friends
Wealth, Pleasure and Power
Took a break from their
Busy lives and went to a forest
To spend a free fun day together
They were startled to see
A hut, laid back, hidden
In pristine green, a
Flowing rivulet played harmonics
As tall trees swayed just to breathe fresh air
A wise couple lived there
With eerie quietude -
Truth and Happiness
Little needs kept them away riches
And Loss never crossed their path ever
A heavenly retreat
Yet, the hut's calmness choked
The three merry friends
Who left eagerly like hurried thieves
While the couple felt safe and relieved
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