Ph: Love: Lost Treasure Poem by Brian Johnston

Where do you look when you're searching for treasure my friend?
Could the treasure itself perhaps give you a clue?
Is it more just a shadow of loss, something missing in life,
Are your tea leaves unsettled perhaps, with no firebird in view?

Maybe just searching for wealth is not feeling enough?
Is pursuit of mere gold warrior's path for the heart?
If your purpose is heart then is magic the cure for what ails?
How could heart ever proudly be worn if you play a small part?

Treasure means debt has been paid or its value is small,
And no heart given freely is subject to theft
For heart always belongs to the giver who gives what he owns
When you give what you own how does sharing it leave you bereft?

Brian Johnston
December 10,2016