Baskadia

In the realm of life, treasure I seek,

A precious gem, elusive and meek,

Its power immense, its allure so grand,

Treasure, a concept, I strive to understand.

Treasure, not just gold or jewels so bright,

But moments cherished, bathed in pure light,

A lover's touch, a child's innocent smile,

The warmth of friendship, that goes on for miles.

Treasure lies in nature, in fields and in trees,

In the gentle whisper of a summer breeze,

In the vibrant colors of a sunset sky,

In the melody of birds soaring up high.

But treasure also hides in trials and strife,

In the lessons learned, reshaping one's life,

For through adversity, strength we acquire,

And find the treasure that fuels our fire.

Treasure is found in acts of selflessness,

In giving and caring, in kindness expressed,

In lifting others up, with love and with grace,

In leaving a mark, a positive trace.

Yet, treasure can be fleeting, slipping away,

If we let greed and envy hold sway,

For true treasure lies not in possession or greed,

But in the intangible, in hearts that bleed.

So let us seek treasure, beyond material gain,

In the connections we forge, in the love we sustain,

For in the end, when all is said and done,

It's the treasures of the heart that truly won.