We seek for gold, for precious stone
We’d gratify our lust
But fail to see, like flesh and bone
They’ll burn and turn to dust
The universe, the great out there
The depths beneath the sea
We’ll seek for riches everywhere
But Jesus on the tree
The tree to death, of Christ The Lord
The Door to life above
Man’s access through the flaming sword –Gen.3: 24
That separates God’s love
Antique, we call God’s holy rules
Quaint virtues out of date
The church it seems is but for fools
Who death can scarcely wait
Yet life has come that we receive
Through Christ, He floods the earth
God’s Seed of Truth, if we believe
Can lead to second birth
Yet when Light dawns, we fail to see
Rejecting what is true
We fail to find on bended knee
What should be plain in view
True treasures are faith, kindness, love
Are righteousness and peace
Our true reward is high above
Where values never cease
But if like fools have in the past
We seek for worldly gain
We’ll find the things that fail to last
And always search in vain…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem