every moment falls into place

life's treasure

It is funny to me now that

I am focused on the poetry of life.

Through the years,

I fought valiantly for what I supposed

was true;

now that I am true

every moment falls into place.

Inside a pocket in my tattered brown-leather wallet

lies a folded piece of paper.

It is a treasure.

 

I laugh to myself when I read the line

'find more poetry in my life'

as one of my jewels.

For everything I see, touch and smell is poetic.

 

On the folded piece of paper tucked inside my wallet

I find the empty places.

The desired precious cargo,

seemingly attainable, yet ambitious.