Poem: Far More Rare

Far More Rare

You shop
with no intention to buy.

Content to see
and admire.

Needing, wanting,
less and less.

seeking a different kind of treasure,
measured in time and presence.

far more rare.

About this poem

The older I get, the less things matter. The more presence matters.


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