I never found the silver cup
I never found the gold
and I never found salvation
in the stories I was told
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so did i... i never found them but i made lots of lips smile more than frown... good enough for this flesh that once roam beautiful earth... very nice poem
Barry, the search for eternal answers are so well expressed in this poem. Your words are like the silver, gold, and copper leaf I use in my paintings. They guild the subjects with inner light. Well done.
Beautiful. The rhyming so inclusive and relevant - unstrained. Gorgeous images - I love that last line!