Treasure

Sell your possessions for the souls
who are in need in freezing cold –
this stores up treasures in great troves,
above, upon the streets of gold –
for heaven’s purses don’t get holes,
nor do they ever grow old;
no moth can ravage them like clothes,
nor can any thief take hold –
for where it is your treasure grows,
that is where your heart will go.

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by Harrison Keely

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