Happy is the life that treasures thee,
To have placed thee among the elite.
Keep hidden your treasures from eyes,
Greed to covenant have as their own.
Steal thee hearts so many may worship,
To keep thy amongst all that is humble.
The treasure thee exudes is fragrant air,
Intoxicating to every sense it touches.
Thou hast teased the heart and stolen it,
Away from all except sad and sorrowful.
Keep thy stolen booty all for yourself,
So that it may always revel in a touch.
Easily like a mighty river un-dammed,
Coursing through once damaged land.
Keep all within the reach your aurora,
Dwell in the depths
of your Gomorrah.
Sheilah Say
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