The Telling: “True Gold”

     Just because I feel like it...and because it’s beautiful:

Some days you feel like giving up
Staring into the empty cup
Loneliness is no reward for losing

Another promise broken
And one more useless token
So many ways to lose as there is for choosing

Falling and speechless, alone and then
Laughing at secrets of hope again
Love comes for some like a fool’s gold
Some keep searching for something shining to have and to hold
Mining for true gold
Trying for true gold

Truth and lies fall into the heart
The two are hard to tell apart
Something true is all you’re thinking of

Sometimes it seems like too much to ask
Such an ill-forsaken task
That’s just trying to find someone to love

Falling and speechless, alone and then
Laughing at secrets of hope again
Love comes for some like a fool’s gold
Some keep searching for something shining to have and hold
Mining for true gold
Trying for true gold
True gold

[From The Telling: Blue Solitaire, by Don and Sheri Swanson, 1990]