the thief

The Thief     

As I sit here looking down from the hill,
I realize that I have become a thief of the
most treasured jewel and for that there is no forgiveness.
Once I loved that very jewel as
a mother loves her child.

For makes it the truest sin, is that I chose freely to become a thief,
And now it comes into view and with a pull I steal yet another jewel & lose another piece of my soul.

For that jewel so precious is that which we call LIFE.
RHS