As I look upon the world today,
I see many things great and small.
Yet all are valued in a different way,
And I know I cannot have them all.
But from these things I must choose,
The things that matter most to me,
And keep them always never to lose,
That is why I must select them carefully.
I stand as with a treasure box to fill,
And in it I am going to place,
That which I choose with my own free will,
Because my own life I must face.
I see great wealth, houses, and lands,
Is this what I want may I ask?
These things fade ...