Gold

Gold is what you make it, be it mineral or other, for one man’s trash is another man’s treasure.

What be your gold?

Be it fantasies that rise from the pages of a book, or words that flow from a pen?

Be it basking in the sun, or running through the grass, or hiding in the forest from those who seek you out?

Be industry your pleasure, or solitude your desire?

Whatever these are, these are your gold.

For gold is what you make it, be it mineral or other, for one man’s trash is another man’s treasure.

-Irony Illuminator