Currency of Life, Poem 02

In the dance of life, where shadows play,

A delicate balance, night and day.

Through winding paths, we navigate,

In pursuit of dreams, our destinies create.

Yet, in the tapestry of existence, a thread so sly,

Money whispers softly, as desires multiply.

Its currency echoes in the silent hum,

A paradoxical heartbeat, where fortunes come.

In the pursuit of wealth, do we find our worth?

Or in simple moments, shared laughter's mirth?

Life's true richness, not in coins amassed,

But in the love we give, ensuring memories last.