Treasure ignored

"When I see the pearl
that is cozy in her pouch
preciously kept hidden,
like the emotions in depth, ridden.
I ponder what it is and what it means.... But,
when it is plucked out to be seen.
I ponder...
Why was it hiding in depth for so long?
Was it in fear?
Fragile or delicate,
That is in need of protection?
Or is it secured
at risk of detection?
So snugged away and sealed.

I think about the pearl,

"And.. I wish to steal..."

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[Chris]

Knowing is a "treasure" of and in itself...