Hidden In A Vault Poem by Timber Koleden
Hidden In A Vault
Inside my head is a world all my own
My thoughts are in the safest vault; never known.
I may speak and say all I please but none
Will ever conceive of my true intent, not one.
No person can search out those mines
My mind a deep cavern for my ideas; hidden designs.
I may show you a little of their gold
But I have more and different treasures; they are old.
You are suspicious how I grew wealthy galore?
From where does this treasure come to fill my stores?
The beauty of those mines comes gleaming in
From all the beauty that surrounds me; I let lovely things in.
Beauty of nature, love and of course God, is our Greatest wealth! .. All held in our heart and mind, to share and let others find... : )
A brilliant write! Liked the analogy so apt for the treasures that are found in the deepest recesses of the mind. Beautifully presented and cleverly expressed. To my favorites.
Excellent poem! Superbly penned, indeed, our minds are truly the safest vaults. Keep letting lovely things in! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Magnificently shared! .. Truly Brilliant! .. A Million 10'S And Stars! .. And Endlessly A Million More! ..+++++++++++++++++++++++