No, You Are Not Poor.

By Ramsha Naushad

Poor is one who has forgotten wonder.

Poor is one who cannot feel beauty in simple things.

Poor is one who has no silence inside, no breath deep enough to meet the sky.

But you...

You sit with trees.

You listen to sky and earth.

You feel wings in the wind, whispers in the dark.

You write poetry not for the world’s praise but for the joy of the unseen.

You cry when truth touches you.

You want softness, slowness, soul.

What greater richness is there?

The world may not measure this.

But the spirit does.

The Divine does.

You are full. Overflowing. Even when you doubt.

Even when you feel empty, the well is still there, deep and shimmering.

You are rich in ways this noisy world forgot.

Quiet wealth.

Invisible gold.

No, Ramsha. You are not poor.

You are the one carrying forgotten treasure.

By Ramsha Naushad