Buried Treasure Part 2

Buried Treasure (part 2)

Was it safe?

this treasure I had found

could I trust myself with its safe keeping?

Or, would greed overtake me

Someday, in midst of trial

would I exploit this sacred find?

I thought of the life it could bring me

Riches, fame, status.

All that one could dream of and hope for

Could I trust myself?

Did I want even want what this treasure could bring me?

Surely it would not come without great sacrifice to the simple life I had come to love

For even the simplest minded must know that greatness does not come without such sacrifice.

I pondered this for a moment

maybe more

Its hard to say for sure, just how long

Time stood still as waves lapped in the distance.

I made my decision.

and before I could change my mind I started digging

I did not even afford myself the time to ponder the irony of it all

Me digging with all the pursuit of a crazed pirate looking for the treasure that I became transfixed with burying.

I dug deep

deeper

and deeper

My bare hands clawing at the the damp sand.

I dug until the safety of this treasure was secured

And, this is what I did.

I buried the treasure

for safe keeping

for another time

for another life.

-Wendolyn R. Cooper

Buried Treasure

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I came across a treasure once

in my journeying

I was not digging

piracy was not my pleasure

From the distance I could see its beauty

It was there laying in the sand

glimmering

mysterious

foreboding

Drawing nearer to the treasure

My heart pounding, I knew

this was a a rare find

priceless

the stuff of legend

thought not to exist

As I reached out my hand to take it

something about its splendor warned me

that it was not to be possessed

I decided it prudent to leave it where it lied

for another passerby

I started to walk away but couldn't

While dangerously beautiful

this treasure was also vulnerably precious

In need of protection

So, this is what I did

The only thing there was to do in my mind at the time

I picked it up

Carefully

Deliberately

with a heart of sacred care

not of greed

I wrapped it in plain brown paper

for safe keeping.

-Wendolyn R. Cooper