I am from

ancient times,

scarce and hidden,

naked,raw & priceless,

it takes an adventure

to search for me

In uncommon places,

I am treasure.

A walk through the jungle a map to show the treasure,

Looking for a lost city a statue for good measure.

It was huge with leaves on which to climb to see from the top,

I was having such good fun I did not want to stop.

Follow me we have a new world to explore,

Open air gravel roads, there are no windows or doors.

Hidden among the leaves behind the statue tall,

A beautiful city of gold, freedom with no walls.

© Cynthia Clark