In the glittering chase of gold and gain,
We march through life, entwined in wealth’s chain,
Yet in the quiet moments, soft and still,
We ponder the worth of dreams money can’t fill.

Coins clink in pockets, promises of power,
Yet hearts find peace in a blooming flower,
For riches fade, like shadows in the night,
While love and laughter linger, shining bright.

We toil and strive for treasures we can hold,
Yet life’s true beauty cannot be bought or sold,
In friends’ warm smiles and in the sun’s embrace,
We find the essence of life’s gentle grace.

So let us seek a balance, wise and kind,
To cherish moments, in our hearts defined,
For in the end, it’s not the wealth we own,
But the love we’ve shared, where true riches are shown.