Monaco

Riches thus deserving wearing,
And bespattered for all to see,
Such energies of mighty force,
To live a life so elegantly.

And what it is to stand so tall,
And be so free within the mind,
To race to win and glory be,
To look and search, and then to find

That life is sunny all the while,
And outwardly one can be free,
And consciousness is rearing slowly,
To give of soul confessions; he

Who takes, and hoards within,
Is never, at the end of day,
The one who wins the race of life,
But He who thus supports the fray.