What should we hold dear, is it our truth that burns us inside, a kind of compass for our fleeting hours sometimes calm and but sometimes not but it is till our trusted guide
What should we hold dear, is it our soul that always stand its ground, protects us from being swayed by staying hollow, but holds in our true purpose found
What should we hold dear, is it our treasured mind even when all else will fail, we’re still yearning wealth, both the fleeting and the blind holds within their heart…
Do not hold dear the gold, for we’re only left with tempts but the will to stay doesn’t exist, but leaves you with clutching empty dreams
Do not hold dear the gold, it feeds hunger so deep that is left with restless nights, unable to sleep with hopeful dreams and peaceful thoughts
Do not hold dear the gold, for it’s hollow in its full glow, those fleeting light that fades away too quickly before the more you let it grow…
Hold dear your self-respect, your shield against despair, it is still a gift that steals you from toxic, envious air
Hold dear your self-respect, your forever treasure that is worth your every fight, even those who honor their own worth to stand steady with your steady sight
Hold dear your self-respect, while you cherish the bonds that matters, and with the joy that will bloom within your life not stolen with a single glimpse…
Then what should we hold on to dear, the joy of the quiet days with laughter shared in simple and sacred ways to feel loved and valued
Then what should we hold on to dear, the wisdom that craves your attention, to the topics that build your curiosity even if it’s far too steep
Then what should we hold on to dear, with that quiet work that is beyond building what is truly you, not the ceaseless race that drains your heart and mind but the worth of your peace that is hard to find…
The liberty to live unbounded
Those unspoiled by selfish gains
Not to hold, not also grasping to endure
Freedom comes from the mind that is at ease with life
