RARE TREASURES!

All those glitters, all that shines, a heart that strives for just what’s right! 

Have you ever come across this feeling, a very intense one indeed, a rare fear? Something to do with losing that precious possession. The beautiful paradox lies in taking for granted, the invaluable treasures.

How often do we regard what we have? Such beautiful ornaments of happiness, small little things that make us smile, give us something that is intrinsic, exemplary.

How often have you spoken up, been honest to yourself, and stood for what you love?

The bits that throttle to let you feel something spectacular, an emotion least accessed. It feels new in this world out here, but it's for real. It gives you a sense of value, something that goes way beyond words, it's surreal.

For blessed are those who manage to find this feeling. A feeling of being guilt-free with a clear conscious.

Sometimes, the mockery of the situation lies in the lack of merit given to this worthy affair. When the claustrophobic feel the suffocation, the mind is a space of the haunted, for the true worth of the known freedom, is then understood.

If you have found that precious little space of yours, it may be a person, a place, or be it what, never let that go away. Hold on tight! It is not about the pain that has to be endured on its loss, but the abundance that you would experience by guarding it for life. Little efforts could brighten your stars, for they always shine, but this would just make it visibly sparkling.

Appreciate it, for not all have found what you have! Treasures are rare after all, shield it with all your might.