The Rich Man

The Rich Man March 1, 2014

There was a man  of many riches, he owned everything in the city, he had all that people yearned for, worked for, and one day fell in love, and lost everything. One day in the court yard he was approached by a man who noticed the rich man, “Sir didn’t you own that huge building made of gold?” The man smiled, “I did.” “What happened?” “I found love and lost everything that brought me misery, and now I have everything. It wasn’t the riches that brought me misery, it was that my soul was in poverty, but once my soul discovered itself in love, I knew what it was like to truly be rich.”


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