. . . TREASURES . . . There have always been vast riches, Resting deep within my soul; An untapped living treasure, Like lost and buried gold. Waiting for someone to find, To pull out of my heart; A treasure trove of hidden words, Of rich poetic art. Like diamonds trapped beneath the earth, Like a butterfly's cocoon; A rainy, stormy summer night, When clouds conceal the moon. Silent hidden riches, Yet when they are revealed; They dance with sparkling beauty, That was before concealed. Somehow this living treasure, That was buried there so deeply; Pours forth with shimmering brightness, From my heart and souls so sweetly. Like sunlight through a prism, Each color bright and true; The words pour forth in dancing light; And all inspired by you. For you have found the beauty, Gently pulled it from my soul; And as you hold it in your hands, My heart is full and whole. An untapped living treasure, Of rich poetic art; Dances in sparkling beauty, As it pours forth from my heart. Allison Chambers Coxsey ©1995~ All Rights Reserved