True Wealth

How can richness be defined? 
Is it sipped in slender 
long stemmed glasses in 
trendy Sloane Square bars? 
Or dripped in diamond sparkles 
on thick pile carpets in Dubai. 

Is it counted in the counting houses 
of the affluent and wealthy, 
or is it sliced by the cosmetic knives 
of the 'fabulously healthy'? 
Maybe swimming in Caribbean seas 
or skiing on the piste, 

or by deliberately ignoring 
those who have the least? 
Wearing Gucci sunglasses as 
we visit those in need, and 
pick a place for photographs 
which hides our selfish greed. 

How can it be that so many people 
seem to miss the point? 
Living shallow lives in search of 
egotistical fulfillment. 
Collecting material possessions 
in their earthly suitcases and 

hoping excess baggage charges 
won't apply on their heavenward journey. 
Remove the 'shades' and see. 
Wake up and smell the Latte. 
Stop searching for outward gratification 
and listen to you heart: 

for there is where the wealth lies 
in compassion and humility. 
When love burns deep within you. 
When your soul awakes refreshed. 
When your search for wealth resides 
within, you'll find eternal rest.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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