... ... ... ... | Fullness of Life home Meaning of Life home Life-Gold menu NEXT (LIFE-GOLD) THE REAL, CHERISHED GOLD There's the golden ore that's dug out of the earth. And then there's the inner gold in life that makes us shine. |
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Life-Gold menu NEXT (L I F E - G O L D) RIVER GOLD River gold -- Gold glittering, Tumbled by the waterfall; Scoured by roiling currents In the mountain stream. Deposited willy-nilly by Nature; Happily panned by miners, Golden nuggets, Treasure find! ~ * ~ VEIN GOLD Vein gold -- Gold glinting, "Found-stone" of chill rock-vein, Its presence told by Glimpse of pressured quartz seam. Men chip away with pointed hammers: Discard quartz and porphyry, (Yes, whole mountains full!), In hopes of seizing paydirt, That yellow gold. ~ * ~ BEACH-SANDS GOLD Beach-sands gold -- Gold flecks sparkling In clean sunlight: Gold in sands of smudgy black, Mingled brightly, flecked plainly; Gold glistening, Cast upon the shore with Oiled grit and slime. Wondrous, hope-wealth patches Of black sand here and there On Oregon beaches; Hard gold to find among The more ordinary, scenic dunes. Black sand miners of another century Struck it rich 'til winter's storm; Sea-treasure then was buried By dirty, dusty, sea-brought Regular brown sand. After storm, gone was the gold, The wealth washed-over. Only Nature's seashore sand-beauty left. (Miners couldn't see the good of that!) ~ * ~ WORKING THE GOLD The labor after yellow gold Means industrious, zealous search; One must really have to work a lot, To gather gold! Nature's erosion brings gold To open where men garner riches, Or toil to set up washing force Of hydraulic miner's flume. Tough as jeweler's abrasive powders, Sea grit hides the gold of beach sands. Or human's skillful pick Breaks open wedging seam: Expose' of golden gleam. ~ * ~ MALEABLE GOLD Beaten gold -- Wherever the plundered gold is found, Its purpose is but to be wrought, Refined or beaten maleable; Drawn into filigrees aglimmer, Or made molten in casting To ease heart's desire. Gold buffed, ground smooth, scoured, Gold polished bright; Wielded under hammer blow Or heated in fire's red glow, Only then does beach mineral, Or the ore plucked out of vein, Attain to its full usefulness And great price of value In the marketplace. ~ * ~ VALUED GOLD Man quests for gold, Thinking to make a happier life By fashioning beautiful things. And yet, I treasure Another sort of gold, To my eyes, far more fine, Of rich design, Than ornaments or golden rings. Far more perfectly Than hand or machine can mold, God shapes the patterns of life To show the inner gold That makes our character to shine. ~ * ~ INNER GOLD Dream-gold -- A satisfying richness in "potential", Shimmering stuff of our dreams. Each one of us called God's children Contains both "found" gold And "dug for" worth: Maybe tumbled, exposed, Beaten by circumstances, But not by God's will broken! (Yet scouring trials are necessary To flush out impurities.) Cast into mold for patience, Or hearth-blue-fire to temper. God's working-process wears thin The pressured seam of busy, Self-centered life of today. The black beach sands in the heart of us, Washed ashore by storm, Must be left to lie, or purified, Until our self-desires sift away By incoming tides and winds of God. And then when troubles are o'er, Endured well and faithfully, When tasks the Lord has given Are performed obediently, The enabling hammer, pick, and pan Of God are laid to rest, Or final shaping mold is taken away. Others are finally able to behold In us what beauty-design Our God has delicately wrought! ~ * ~ GREATER GOLD How far greater the charm now In our God-filled lives, Than the character known To us "in the rough" before! We are not beings made by our own hands; God has created us to attain To our full value in His sight. Yes, for we are worth the price That He has paid for us: His own labor determines our worth -- He, giving of his all on our behalf, To redeem our closed up hearts, In his time presents to all the world The joyful beauty Of lives refined by HIM! Gold glittering, Dream-stuff fulfilled, As our potentials are fitted For service on earth, And then for glory above! ~ * ~ LIFE-GOLD collection of poems copyright (c) 1995 by Marilee Miller illustrated Web version copyright (c) 2009 by Marilee Miller All rights reserved. One copy allowed on non-commercial computers for personal use. Otherwise, no copying in any form (electronic, digital, or mechanical) without permission. admin @ cooshistory com (close up spaces and add dot) Fullness of life home Meaning in Life home Life-Gold menu NEXT |