Economy

The things I owned,

Extravagant lavishness of the prodigal heir, they said.

How I loved her,

For she meant everything to me

One fine day she crumbled to the ground

She shattered,

I was beside her, "This is where I need you to be", she said

Now that she's opened my eyes,

Her conveyance of minimalism,

Floating in brimful happiness,

Even in the darkest place,

She found light no matter how small,

Because it mattered,

Guided me,

The Prodigal Son came back home.