Happiness is easily found in a multitude of the sweetest components
Grateful for you, often swept from the feats, of our hours, sharring meaningful moments
Your citrines comprised burning bright; scorching everywhere
As an orbited sphere; willed they are a perfect solar flare
Climbing a summit inside my thoughts; that is all you
Beside me, you wrap me up while we both enjoy the view
One could mine for eternity; excavating nothing valued; seeking a gem worthy of a crown
But, I would stop digging at the surface of the earth; if it matched your eyes, superfluous shade of brown
The morning mist’s a pearl so pure
As ice is etched with crystal filigree
While the silvery frost ensures
A touch of tinsel on every tree
And when she dons her festive gems
Rubies, emeralds, citrines and sapphires
I cannot help but envy them
For December’s treasures I desire.
Citrine for the chakras,
To embellish the wheels of life,
To give illumination and glory,
To light the path as the wheels revolve.
Cultivating hope,
Strengthening its wings,
Making it glide with the winds,
Courage stands on this podium.
Sailing to the land of mystery,
To find the lake,
Where citrines lie in wait,
To adorn their vessels.
A search for answers,
Pursuit of purpose,
Happiness is self-orchestrated,
Joy adds colours to the portrait.
July 24, 2022.
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