To Become Rich
A grave destiny..
Despair erupts ..
Spewing ashes of desperation..
A lava filled dismal state of being..
Hunger pains persists..
Saving crumbs to subside hunger..
Living in lack implodes sadness
Fear explodes..
Shed tears of the unknown..
Seeking for salvation..
The dark night of the soul shows itself..
Hidden messages and signs of sorrow..
Without the darkness there sheds no light..
A metamorphosis arises through pain..
To become rich..
Is to love thyself..
Love others..
Share the richness and the fruits of life..
Embrace the abundance of being rich..
Richness defined in multiple ways..
Living from inside your heart..
Will shine a vibrant light on you and others..
As your beautiful soul dances blissfully..
Where lack evaporates..
No longer shall you save crumbs..
Hunger pains disappear..
To become rich..
You were born rich..
The gift of living within your heart..
Copyright © Robertina B. | Year Posted 2019
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