What price would you put on yourself or your soul?
I don’t have a dime
I have not a pot
I still have my being
And that’s quite a lot
Where is that gold
What does my fortune hold
It lies in the heart
It lies in my being
There’s no path to the dollar
There’s no road leading to the mansion
The wealth is within you
The value is about you
Your worth is priceless
Priceless if you see it that way
Empty if you judge outside of you
Nothing without a measure of self
Everything if you hold yourself true
Dark if it’s not really you
Riches are there
Riches are everywhere
You find it in self
You seek it from self
It is not bestowed upon you
It’s who you are
You are wealthy
You are rich
You are blessed with much wonder
Step forward an embrace the journey
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