The Treasure is Still There

For thousands of mornings and dawns,
I have got something to learn.
That each heart has its own treasure,
A priceless belonging which they keep and own,
And lock it up so it can never be gone.

For many hearts,
That treasure is someone...
Someone meantful inside...
Perhaps someone most beloved who just can't step
aside.

But anyhow,
As the hands turn,
That someone may just have to leave.
It could be for long, lonely hours,
It could even be forever...
And there's just the heart,
Left to drop the tears alone.

But time is unchangeable...
The hands will keep on turning,
Unreversible.

So when sadness finally creeps,
That's when the treasure's been brought away,
Most hearts will weep
Of losing a treasure so precious in anyway.

But now I've got something to say:
That the treasure's not been gone!
It's still locked and safe in the heart,
With the beauty still kept untouched.

'Cause the true treasure is not a beloved person,
But exactly the love warmed in the heart for a person.
And even when the person has been stolen away from the
sweet days,
As long as the burning love exists,
The priceless treasure is still there.

Ini emang bukan puisi rohani, tp moga2 aja bs berguna
(walau dikit2) buat temen2 yg sedang atau pernah
kehilangan "a beloved person".

Jangan berhenti mencintai hanya karena ia sdh tak lagi
bisa hadir di sisimu, dan jangan pula membiarkan
kesedihan  terlalu menguasaimu dan membutakanmu tuk
melihat bahwa di luar sana masih ada banyak orang yang
membutuhkan cintamu.
Kemampuan utk mencintai adalah anugerah yg luar biasa
yg Tuhan berikan kpd kita manusia, krn hanya manusia
yg diberi kemampuan utk mencintai. Jd selama kita
hidup, teruslah mencintai, bahkan jika orang
yang kita cintai tdk membalasnya, agar "harta" di hati
kita tdk lenyap. God Blezz....

Dedicate to someone who sent me this message