Are you resigned to your fate…?

The pot of gold was empty
rainbow ran away
time and treasure lost to dreaming
followed hope astray
lost on a mythical journey
ignoring the tendrils of truth
searching on for greener forests
and fountains, flowing with youth
refuting life redundant
black sheep to this day
forever chasing rainbows
til the colors fade away
despite foregone conclusions
no matter what the price
I’ll rip apart reality
with an imaginative device

This is an imaginative and impressive poem. It not only flows beautifully, it has a depth of meaning that seem to make it a profound statement about yourself. I feel I can relate, especially to “time and treasure lost to dreaming”. Reality is highly overrated. Thank you.

In Search of King Solomon’s Lost Treasure & The Biblical Jewish Ark of the Covenant