Small and barefoot, she dreamt of treasure

Things she would get to bring her much pleasure.

Money, jewelry, cars, homes

To Turn Tears into Glass Beads
-

All I ever wanted and dreamed of
A chance towards a certain form of entity
To win hearts, unfolded

The Treasure Of Heaven

True wealth cannot be measured
like sugar or pieces of gold.
There won't be much to plunder
after my

"For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also."
The truth speaks, it lives and breathes.
I find myself wondering,

"Beyond Price"

Do not forget. Do not deny.

Humanity will not grow

If we ignore our ourselves,

If we pass over

The bad within