poetry

your riches are worth it… 

i’ve carried worlds without breaking a sweat. two stepping into a dance, where i could easily leave you in a trance. while wondering beyond the boundaries, so many hold sacred within fears. where i have loved and lost. but i have never stopped being love. because to me, that would be the moment… i truly become lost. yet within the paradox that i am. i know i have a worth, where i could say that i am worth it. but within what i deserve, it isn’t what i get. oh no… it is in what i give, that makes me worth it. because if you rely on something else to give you value, then what are the riches you have to give. 

-joshua ryan stewart

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