Heart of Gold

Heart of gold ...
In the mart of illusions was sold...
It could not thrive...
In the heat of challenges
It couldn't survive...
It melted away ...in the fire of delusions...
Heart of gold...whose story is untold...
lost its sculpted design...
wasted away in times fold...
Couldn't stand tall and bold....
heart of gold... glistening even
when its turned to dust...
Even when its wrapped in rust...
and lost its lust...
of beauty ...of life...
Scorched in strife...
The grains still pulsating with
essence ...and alive...
all it needs is the will...to suffuse
with the flow of the wind...and fly...
it will once again solidify in the
creator's mold...
Behold!
My friend...its not an endless road,
nor is this lasting cold...


Shreeja