Finding Your Golden Thread

Gold is such an awesome word many seek it for all their days but it eludes the vast majority no matter their efforts it stays Poetically with your pen in hand you ponder many a thought so to bring forth insightful lines such a gift can't be bought In the scriptures a class writer one such King David was so the Psalms were his delight prophetical his words high or low Being a Scot read much of Burns a famous bard he did forthtell packed so much in his short life so inspirationally rings a bell Looking at life's direction finding your golden thread that's your goal at the end pen in hand this you were bred (This piece was written based on the poem "Nothing Gold Can Stay" BY ROBERT FROST) Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.