In Search of Lost Treasure
How will I find this treasure lost?
Beneath the weight of rain.
Hidden in drawers,
my fingers reach.
and search in dark regions.
Bless the words and love!
They prevailed.
Inside that Storm that claimed my Joy.
That is enough!
A chest.
A map.
A trail.
Oh Look! A bridge.
I’ll take my explorer’s hat.
A divers mask.
A diagram of stars.
A little boat and paddle.
My soul knows the way.
I’ll follow.
Shelley Rae Bell
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