A voyage one takes
Trekking through mountains
Crossing countless seas
All in an eternal search
Such a search that matures one's mind
One's body, one's soul
And seeking that one thing
Some dig into the earth
Others delve into oceans
All in search of the
Ultimate Treasure
Yet this ultimate treasure has one key-holder.
That key-holder, unlocks that treasure
And is greeted by the bounty of virtue
All the joy, pride, memories,
Knowledge, attraction and smiles
Like a flower, the key-holder uses their prize
And cultivate a flourishing garden
At the same time, that key-holder has the ability
To unlock Pandora's treasures
All the guilt, skeletons, drama
Strife, flaws, and misunderstanding
A true key-holder is an alchemist
Turning any substance into gold
So such a person can take such flaws and create
A treasure of their own labor.
There are counterfeit key-holders
Being able to unlock the box
Yet using the treasure for selfish purpose
They corrupt with their manipulation,
Stimulation of anticipation
Flipping it into remediation
Discarding it, unappreciation
Dumping it in discrimination
In favor of the illumination
But the treasure is unbiased and oblivious to its Opener
And so the Ultimate Treasure awaits its true owner
So that its bounty may be theirs
And that they can use it to make more treasures
And that two can converge into one

© Mizu Astrum, 2010