The Treasure Chest

When she fell she learned her strength 
In getting up and facing it all,
When she was abandoned she learned 
She was never really alone,
When she was insulted she learned
She already held validation,
When she reached out and the hand withdrew 
She learned to call on a source greater than herself,
When she loved, she loved big,
With all her heart, with all her being.
For she learned she had an endless supply,
Her innermost core was love.
She smiled, she beamed, and she knew 
She would suffer no more.
She found it all inside herself.
Not in a friendship,
Not in a romance,
Not in things,
Everything she ever desired.
A treasure chest that had been forgotten,
Was now fully open, accessible and an 
Abundant source of all goodness.
This blessed her.
This blessed all around her,
This circulated goodness beyond her imagination,
The Earth beamed, adjusted her tune,
and rotated a little bit easier.

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