“Heaven’s Dollar”

To have, and to buy

and to hold whatever

my hand may find,

cloaks the peace

and well-being of my

stay in this world ….

… so they say …

Yet to wonder of

the thinness of this

cloak -this “paper power”-

leaves my spirit hollow.

But to fathom such a

world whose cloak

is weaved of

settled spirits borne

of heart once held,

is a true and rich

refinement of this

tattered paper well.