Man is at his richest when he gazes at the stars,
As they twinkle in the night shining from afar,

Man is at his richest when he is with the one he loves,
The one who supports him in life’s crests and troughs,

Man is at his richest when he gazes up above,
Knowing there is a Creator who showers him with loves,

Man is not at his richest when he is surrounded with his wealth,

Useless treasures he spent accumulating only to face death,
And only when he faces the reaper does he realize,

That his life was wasted, that he took time for granted,

Time that was spent when he was distracted,

Man is at his richest when he realizes his wealth is nothing,

His prosperity is in his peace, his loves, his faith and if he understands,

He will be the richest of them all.