Worldly Plethora
An Envelope Quintet

Scintillating beams to me enthrall
Wealth before my eyes
A cornucopia beyond count
Banquet of treasure past the skies
Yet, why an empty hall?
Tears glimmered beneath the glow
This worldly plethora— a mere disguise
For true bliss sums no amount
And riches are but lies
This, my friends, you must know.

© 2016 Maria. All Rights Reserved.

In response to Shapeshifting 13 #56 KICKOFF: This week, in exactly 52 words, your challenge is to write a story or poem inspired by the image above. (© Tree Chandelier In Kathryn Hall Vineyard)