Desire for worldly possessions fades
Shrugging the material
Wanting for no earthly good
Seeking nothing other than
Peace that already abides
I live in abundance
As a vine of grapes plumps
Soon they will flood the goblet
It is that same overflow
That courses through me
My air is rich and savory
To inhale, sublime
My water runs pristine, fluid
My sustenance is ample
Fed as the sparrow
My wealth, intrinsic beauty
Like the orange and pink hues
That butter the horizon
Love that comes as the pouring rain
The irreplaceable luxury of
Loving the one that loves me back