TREASURE CHEST

I used to have a treasure chest with silver, diamonds and gold
Garnets, pearls, rubies, emeralds, beauty to behold
Glittering, shiny, full of jewels, security I would know
I held on tight with all my might a soul I would not show

Security it promised me alluring and addictive
Open the chest and I could rest poverty was restricted
These treasures I did not gain alone a partner was included
Yet life swept in and crumbled him he bowed out and excluded

The valuables of wealth and worth possessions that were rare
The world confirmed my treasure chest, not many could compare
So happily my outside gleamed with falsity so common
The family crest with name confessed tattooed it with our omen

Perceived as good but not for long the Pirate came and took it
Defeating and depleting me I felt my life was ruined
Years went by and I would cry destitute my future
Stripped away those shiny days life was all confusion

I could not find the treasure map to take me back to past
Suffering with lessons learned, pain I would outlast
Anxious, scarred, all alone I only knew despair
Til Truth stepped in revealed my sins my soul needed repair

A new box I would build alone all wood and nails were mine
Not an easy task to do it took a lot of time
Years and years of humbling truths old life stripped away
Slowly as each nail was nailed kneeling down I prayed

What is precious, valuable, possessions of true worth
Slowly being reminded of what I was taught from birth
The outside things the golden rings are only a delusion
Feeling trapped, hijacked, collapsed explained the confusion

A Carpenter did come my way bringing me true treasures
Not the worldly type of life always seeking pleasure
Go within the secret place their you’ll find the key
to an honest treasure chest, a real one trust in Me

Gratitude, new attitude, acceptance stop delaying
Faith, family, friends so dear, they are worth displaying
Honor, love, integrity, forgiveness, wisdom, hope
To polish these is practice see while learning how to cope

The treasures in my chest aren’t things their qualities and actions
Patience meeting preparation authentically transacting
Gentleness, love, loyalty to me first I must learn
To give my jewels to all the fools no more they’d have to earn

Humor is a special gem I use it all the time
One of my closest playmates it saves me from my mind
Self-respect, confidence, persistence to endure
A path set out without a doubt, joy it will ensure

My treasure chest is still growing because it is alive
Not dead with all those static things my treasures reach and strive
Monetary gains they’re not, my needs they are supplied
It baffles me, it’s trust in He that I keep getting by

The world may see oh poverty because they live the lies
Witness wonder, trust, contentment, things that all should try
Faith and risk to take a chance on things that I can’t see
But in my heart, my mind and soul I live in Victory

About

I am a writer, poet, humorist, screenwriter, blogger. I am not a label. Out of tragedy comes comedy. I see hysterical in the simple. This is my head. I live an extraordinary ordinary life. I am inspired, creative, passionate and fiery. I have been through and will continue. I will put it down and hope you pick it up. I am exposed, vulnerable, honest and authentic. I am sarcastic and witty. My favorite thing to do is watch life and laugh and cry and start over again. I invite you to laugh, release and lighten up with me. When life has kicked your butt, it's all about the comedy! Comedy fuels me, poetry soothes me, and dancing ignites...

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