Richest of Poor
*** this poem is being published in a collection of Canadian poetry - http://www.polarexpressions.ca/Shop.html (book is called Waking Dawn (currently SOLD OUT) *** It is with bleeding hearts we bare our souls to those we love pockets stripped, backs bare beneath the sun immeasurable worth within our nullity It is with souls afire we share the truth hidden from the rest hearts ripped apart, knees planted in the earth value offered up to humble hearts of kin It is with hungry eyes we wake to see the world as yet before rose hue sun bleached, awash with unsulliedness a king's ransom to those addled in shadow ~ T.J. White (2015)