It turns out that there is treasure at the bottom of the lake.
Everyone dived in search of treasure.
But no matter where I look, I can't find it.
Everyone was surprised, even though it wasn't even on the ocean floor.
In the end, they found no treasure and came to the conclusion that there was no such thing.
Yes, I had already picked up the treasure.
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rin (
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I really like this Rin. An easy fave for me. Different ways one can interpret this. My first read through, it felt to me as if the person ended up having that which they were searching for all along. That said, this poem can be read in multiple ways from different angles. I really like it. 🌹
Thank you for reading. When you tell a story, you can find out where each person's treasure is. It made me think again. Thank you very much.
Ooh. Indeed. For sure! Love that! You are very welcome! Thank you!
There's a treasure at the bottom of the rainbow ...
Are you a romantic who says that treasure is found where the rainbow shows?
The early bird catches the worm 🙂
I also gained more knowledge that I didn't know. That's a good technique. thank you.
Sometimes what you really want and the treasure you are so badly searching every for, is right in front of you, but you have never noticed. Enjoyed the read again.
If you ask me, I sometimes think so. But I wonder what it is. Thank you for always having fun.
You are very welcome
If they ain't found it, they ain't looked properly!
My most precious treasures are the people who write poems, the people who comment on my poems, and the people who discuss them with me. I get ideas from them, and I hope that the number of readers will increase. My first goal was to find and cross the line between poetry and fiction.
But it cannot be denied that there is a lack of research. thank you.
You're doing so well, Rin. I get a strong sense of uniqueness when I read your work. This tells me you are endeavoring to live your unique potential. More power to you!
Thank you. But your poems can only be written by you. I am always looking forward to it.
Often the treasure others are looking for is not the treasure that is there. Is it possible that you found a different type of treasure or were you just that quick? Fun read
The story continues to expand. Even though it's a short story, if you think about it, you can think about it from various angles.
you know, someone can spend their whole life looking for treasure only to never find it. I'm glad you've found your treasure!
It's you on the internet. In real life, you won't know until you meet and talk.
I'm not totally sure what you mean, but those are all true words!
Here: https://www.reverso.net/text-translation You might find this translator to be a little better, maybe?
Thank you for providing a good translation site.
The treasure on the Internet is you who write poetry.
And I don't know if I don't meet and talk about reality, so I don't have it now.
gotcha! beautiful poem by the way!
A wonderful poem,
uplifting and
evocative indeed!👍
A treasure can be
happiness, and you
already have it! ☺️
My pleasure to read!
Best wishes 🍀 🤗 Thad
I'm glad to receive your compliment. I want you to live a good life while eating watermelon and cats.
I like the idea of hidden truths, and that treasure must be found after a long search. Loved the poem!
Thank you for liking it. I didn't expect to receive so many comments. Thank you very much.
You’re welcome
Now this approach is close to my heart, rin! This poem underscores the theme that sometimes the true treasure is not what everyone seeks but what one quietly discovers and cherishes. The narrative highlights the contrast between the collective quest and the individual triumph, a reminder to us that what we seek might already be within our grasp. And so the journey itself is the treasure!
The path one takes becomes the value of the person. It becomes a treasure. You say something really nice. your idea is really great.
As is yours. The path we are on is its value intrinsic to our being on it, for we cannot truly and fully be in two places or states at the same time.
lucky you - congratulations
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