Opening The Treasure Coves Deep Down Poem by Sarah Mkhonza

Hidden beyond the place
The eye can see are treasure
Coves waiting for you to
Open them and take your
Share of what is yours.

You came with the mind, the
Spade in your hand. Break the
Surface and see little by
Little what only you can uncover
For if you sit blinded by the
Luminous sun called the now the
Treasure will be found by another.

Don't sell your treasure to the
Thief called time. It will rob
You and say it will pay you
Tomorrow. Remember if you stand
And dig in the now, the treasure
Will pile up and stand with you
Tomorrow for that time is coming
To stand with you in the now.
Plan an ongoing now and then call it tomorrow for if you call a spade
A spade, the digging gets better. That is the wisdom the ant lives
With.So wise, so small, so busy,
Copy her and rest when tired.