JUST WORDS

How often I have visited
knowledge's many jewelry stores.
Each one showing off their elegant selections
shining with a luster of reason's shimmer,
enticing me with how their collections
would adorn me with happiness better than any other.

So I tried them all, the dollar shapes and those formed like feathers,
but never felt comfortable or more enriched by their offerings.

Then I met a street peddler selling tarnished jewels.
His eyes flared from their possession
seeing in them a fire I'd never known.

Coming to understand the greatest pearl you can own,
is the one that you feel intensely inside, giving your pulse its beat,
how truth without love's gold to inspire with passion opulence,
becomes nothing more than cosmetic thoughts,
being lifeless words forgotten in a heartbeat
unable to give movement to one's fingers.
Helping me to savored the priceless gem he gave me,
of how true wisdom wears a necklace
discovering the richness in each day.