Treasure in bare winter trees
And in prayer on aching knees
Treasure in sun’s truthful trying
And in shadow’s swift-sure flying
Treasure in this fallow season
And in joy outside of reason
Treasure in the lens of soul
And fragments of the Blessed Whole
Treasure in this limited knowing
And in hope’s coming and going
Treasure in the searchable core
And in the inaccessible more
Treasure in the poet’s art
Where Your Treasure Is;
There Is Your Heart.
~Cheryl Anne Maris
Such a tender and beautiful poem my dear Sister ♥️🌹
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