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 © Helen J Radford | Year Posted 2008
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