It’s In You

Many today, subject to waste but never too late
Yesterday was history, most still live in
Change is constant, the world never wait
Existence is to no subject if no justice credit
But thou art not need go north, south, east or west
Or visit the pinnacle of the greatest peak
In thy search for the peak or greatness
Thou art dwell much enough on the around – to no avail
So stop, quit from outward; open thy inner eyes
So equipped thou art, look inwards for the price tag
Not thy look nor the color thou cast
Thy life, thy existence, thy worth
Go deep for it, it’s in you and awaits your touch
Ensnare it; paint thy life for a priceless sale
Thommy’s Poetry
©Apr. ’09