richness

Witness

Be a witness, not the tide,
Watch the river, stand aside.
On the edge, a beggar’s gaze,
Drifting through the endless haze.

Step within, embrace the throne,
In the center, you’re your own.
Not a seeker, not the plea,
But the emperor, bold and free.
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Richness

Richness is not in gold or gleam,
It dwells in the heart, a quiet dream.
Build your palace with feelings true,
Foundations strong, skies wide and blue.

The bigger your heart, the richer you’ll be,
A treasure no thief can ever see.
No tarnish, no loss, no fading art—
For it’s your own palace, your royal heart.
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