We don’t know whether we are rich or poor

The world is a good place, we do everything to get away
from it through worship, prayer, our loves and fears.
We don’t know whether we are rich or poor, we have never
gone deep down into ourselves and discovered what is.
We exist on the surface, satisfied with so little and made
happy and unhappy by such small things. Our petty minds
have petty problems and petty answers, and so we spend
our days. We don’t love, and when we do it is always
with fear and frustration, with sorrow and longing.

Letters to a Young Friend - 16