My Wealth Breathes

I don’t need savings.
I have the fire that refuses to die,
the breath that steadies me through storms,
the hands that build again and again.

My wealth breathes.
It rises with me each morning.
It speaks through the courage in my chest,
the dignity that stands unbent,
the spirit that multiplies when it is given.

Let the world measure its worth in dollars.
I measure mine in the ways I endure,
in the ways I speak when silence is demanded, in the ways I rise when I am cast down.

I don’t need savings.
I am the treasure

©️Annam M. Gordon