Many people look for treasures
That is how they count their worth
Seems their always chasing rainbows
Never satisfied with what's on earth


They find 'magic' in the strangest places
One must wonder what their looking for
As they search the long horizon
Not knowing they had it where they were


It's the little things in life that one remembers
A song, a book, walkin' barefoot in the sand
All the things they think their needin'
Are not far off in another land


Just count your blessings in the moment
Live this life as best you can
When you finish this life's journey
You will have reached the promised land

© Mary Anne Ray
God's Little Whispers
May 2006