Treasure

 

“The greatness of a man is not in how much wealth he acquires, but in his integrity and his ability to affect those around him positively.”   – Bob Marley

 

“Greed is a bottomless pit which exhausts the person in an endless effort to satisfy the need without ever reaching satisfaction.”   – Erich Fromm

 

“Wealth is the ability to fully experience life.”   – Henry David Thoreau

 

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Treasure

 

Despite advance studies

Money rarely trickled down my path

Choosing Mental Health

Over a lucrative career

Despite any talents or skill

The bills remain a struggle

Yet I have the most beautiful sky

Just outside my window

A grand chorus of birds

Sing me awake each day

Summertime, sung to sleep

By frogs and crickets

 

Your latest acquisition

Phones, laptops, automobiles

Will be an albatross

In the not too distant future

And advertisers will tell you

What you NEED to make you

Happy – another purchase

Piled upon local landfill

As you move on to your next

Vital acquisition

While I gather lavender, rosemary,

Figs, almonds and know

How truly rich I am 

 

 

The family said I would never

Have any wealth – be one of them

Would not know what to do with it

Would give it away

There may be some truth to that

I’ve always found others

Who needed it more than me

Yet I’ve more than I

Dreamed could be mine

Surrounded by beauty

In the embrace of my community

Some things cannot be bought

At last, I have come home

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Bisous,

Léa

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About Léa

A wanderer who has found home and herself in the South of France.
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27 Responses to Treasure

  1. Lotta Wanner says:

    So beautiful. Thank you. ❤

  2. cjm76 says:

    THIS is what I needed to read TODAY. Thank you, Lea xoxo

    • leamuse says:

      Perhaps that it why I posted it today Carly! I wrote it last week but it never seemed the time to post… xoxo

      • cjm76 says:

        It truly speaks to me and what I’m trying to do with my life. Thank you! ❤️❤️

      • leamuse says:

        Carly, in many ways it is for you! Your priorities are clear and they shine through any darkness you can encounter and you yourself are a TREASURE! xoxo

      • cjm76 says:

        Takes one to know one, beautiful lady! Really though – it spoke to my head & my heart even more so. Thank you!!

      • leamuse says:

        You are such a beautiful woman! However, in the family I came from, you too would have been a misfit! Let’s hear it for the misfits! Actually, I have come to a place where it is almost a badge of honour. Unlike that child, I can now see them for what they are and know that I am much richer and feel pity that they must continue to control and accumulate to feed their hunger. So sad! Merci beaucoup ton amie!

  3. cjm76 says:

    Let’s hear it for the misfits, indeed!!!! To be anything less would be a tiresome existence. To be rich of heart and mind is … priceless! xoxo

    • leamuse says:

      Absolutely! Actually I’ve just been writing about all that. I don’t mean in the poem but in my journal and the “novel” I am working on… See why I am president of the Carly-Jay fan club, okay, perhaps the French branch of that club! 🙂 xoxo

      • cjm76 says:

        Ha! You’re a classic, Lea!! Bless your gorgeous heart 💗 Now you’ve for my interest – when you mentioned the word ‘novel’ *squeals with excitement* ❤️

      • leamuse says:

        Ah, the “novel”… I will fill you in by email and you will understand. Nothing to get excited about. xoxo

  4. You have me singing that old song: “The moon belongs to everyone, the best things in life are free….”

  5. claudia says:

    the really important things in life cannot be bought – yes – and money certainly doesn’t make us happy – i’m praying with the apostle paul that i always will have enough money so i don’t have to go hungry but not that much that i put my hope in it… it’s all about balance me thinks…

  6. Oh I love this Lea! Beautifully written as always! And you are so so right! It’s all going to come tumbling down on us all one day! I read a Buddhist inspired book called How to be Sick just after my diagnosis and the author talks about what she calls “the want monster” inside us human beings. I always hear her words when I find myslf desiring something unnecessary.

    Sorry for the delayed reply but I had a rather nasty fall the other day down three stairs onto our tiled hall floor. I was very shaken for a couple of days and still feel in pain and achy but nothing broken at least. Just part and parcel of MS unfortunately.

    Love xxx

    • leamuse says:

      Christine, thank you ever so much for you kind words. For a number of reasons I imagine and also because of who I am, I just never was interested in material objects. With all my degrees I learned to understand much of it but also it is something in my nature. As it says in the poem, there was always someone else who needed it more. C’est la vie!

      Chére amie, you never have need to apologise to me! EVER! I always can trust that you will respond when you can. I am sorry about the fall and hope you are feeling better now. That poem about Theo was off the charts! Love xxx

  7. Lea this is truly beautiful and I can resonate. One of my favourite poems yet..
    While I gather lavender, rosemary,Figs, almond…………this is such a gorgeous poem. My father often told us we were not rich in money or possessions but rich in love and the community around us. You live in a village bliss that many will never experience. So happy you cherish it with every sunrise.

  8. Eileen says:

    Home is freedom from being “owned” by anything. Love this poem. You says it so simply, yet so well.

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