embellished with other's words
I seek , within, to find that crystal stream,
again, find
along the wooded paths
the lasting beautiful,
the origin the ******
a long last treasure buried
so deep and hidden,
so perpetual so unique
in plain sight,
it has been
forever, always right there
among the leaves
the cast aside treasures
of other's trash ,
that glow that comes when I discover
will make the sun blush,
I promise