Hidden Treasure..

Mind takes a plunge 

To dive in deep

Looks for pearls of wisdom 

Hopes to find the hidden treasure 

That once belonged to a pirate ship

Believed to have sunk..centuries ago..

Down it went with the wreckage 

Scattered were the jewels 

When the chest hit the rock bottom 

The jewels now glorify the sea..

 

Many divers take frequent plunges 

They see the jewels 

They see the glory 

They wish to carry some back home 

But they get distracted 

They lose sight of the in-valuables to marine beauties 

Elements of nature 

Excites their heart 

No reason 

No logic 

Plans disappear 

Beauty takes over..

 

They swim up 

Either happy or disappointed!

Happy- Because they found treasures in other things 

Disappointed - Because they couldn't get any home

I don't know yet- What do I get out of my plunges?

May be I am looking for treasure of a different sort..

Reviews

[emmajoy]

Seems we all look for different things when we dive into life.. not just the ocean. Each of us values this and that in life at different levels, whether possessions or relationships or whatever. Your poem is one long and wonderful metaphorical example of asking and answering at the same time.

Beautifully set out, thoughts open to study. Thank you.