My body is granite, deep and strong
My veins are slick quartz
Running deep within me
And my blood, it runs golden.
I flex in the rain and the wind
I flex in the heat and the cold
And as I flex, little pieces of me
Slough off and fall loose
Little bits of my quartz veins
Flecks of my golden blood
Slough off and fall loose
For miners to wash loose
And scrape up
And gain my gold, my golden blood.
Those who know me
Know my ways
Learn to seek down inside me
Find the source
Of all the bits
Of all the flecks
That slough off and fall loose
They learn to sink right down inside me
And bring up deep buckets
Of my golden blood
My priceless golden blood
To refresh their souls.
What is their sacrifice?
Their pain and suffering
Their joy and pleasure
Their time and dedication
Themselves.
Posted by She Wolf
Outstanding! I love the image of “golden blood”.