X marks the spot in the sky,

But it’s a long ride to that space,

And there’s not a trace of Jacob’s ladder these days.

But what we can do is meditate 

On how far apart some places may be

And yet how close,

And the possibility that whatever the case may be,

How much room there is for you and for me to grow!

How our own requirements are met

By seeing we don’t have to fret because of what others do or have,

But you and I have so much room

To do and be 

That greed or envy should never find a way to enter in

To eat away at our joy,

Our creativity for making our own life grand.

An no one else can own our lanes,

The ones that straight-away connect

Each of our various beating hearts to that X in the place

That marks the spot where our treasure is.

-jenn