Knowledge

 There you go to the glittering gold shops,

Buying the expensive textiles and hardware 

Enough to reflect on your status

To show off to envious relatives.

Your ignorant gazes are blinded by vanity.

For the most precious riches are those your eyes can't see.

The awareness of the vast universe, 

And how insignificant are thee.

Once you leave the realms, you can no longer see your riches.

Your soul will whirl in thin air just like

That beggar you winced at on the street.

But the Fakira who chose knowledge over it.

I live on in ideas and thoughts, 

Revolution and rebels, stories and words.

Her soul was enlightened by the richness of the verse.

For your riches can turn to rags with tide 

Your friends can become enemies 

Your luck can run out with time.

But knowledge, once earned, where does it go?

It stays in your heart and lights up the soul. 

It makes you richer and teaches you humbly 

How fragile is life and all the desires you chase 

In the endless Universe that lies around 

Just like your mind, in darkness.

© Suranya