True Treasures Poem by Cat Hodgson

True Treasures



Hold true bluest of sapphires
golden crowns for splendor
gardens manned by angels
thirst for gifts from highest

reach for the master like
oak branches set in time
waves of mist whispering
dew reaching to compile

For some know nothing of these
treasures beyond rational
held tight in heart places
like rain in a cloud

Cat ©

True Treasures
Friday, August 19, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: nature love
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