The pleasure of a hunt takes me afar, while you are right here, in front of me. I ignore you in my quest for a sense of achievement. Who has ever been hailed for finding a treasure on the doorstep? And anything that chooses so mundane a place, does not qualify to be called a treasure. So, go hide yourself, ….. give me the thrill of the chase.
The lure of lucre
hidden far away draws me
to the vast unknown.
I left my country ten years ago, looking for success. I hear that my brother who joined the family business is the richest man in town today. Who cares anyway? Both of us had lunged at each other from our boats, ten years ago, fought in the water, and assumed that the other had drowned.
swimming to the shore
or being rescued by ships
Today, I look for boats that take us to each other. The waters of life are strange.
throw together like poles
when opposites fail
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