Riches

Walking through the mountain pass,
Pearls of snow crunch underfoot.

Moving down the slope,
The sapphire lake comes into view.

Striding to the shore,
Golden sand sifts through toes.

Prostrating along the edge,
Crystal water quenches thirst.

Approaching the destination –
An emerald bay with an island hut.

Give up this simple wayfarer’s life?
No thank you – I couldn’t afford to.