We are all on a quest
For that hidden treasure,
That overflowing chest
Of love so precious.
But we're not quite sure
Where to begin our search
Or even if we will recognize
Our treasure when we find it.
So we draw up our map
Hoping that somehow
Our intuition would guide us
Toward our destination.
I had already found my treasure,
Or rather it found me, but since
I never appreciated its worth,
It washed away.
yeah you are right.. every one should have its plan abd what makes you happy is your treaure...your plight. your flight too... love this poem very much... inspiring