Such a Cost

Can I but find that which my heart desires?

Elusive treasure that I’ve sought from birth.

Those guiding stars that hover o’er the earth

Direct a heart that seeks and never tires.

To find that well of peace to quench the fires

That burn in search of that sole source of mirth,

I’d pay whatever price, all of my worth,

Yet what I offer seems to lure no buyers.

Yet search I must and maybe that’s the key,

To labor for a prize I cannot find.

The process in itself refines my soul

That’s seen success upon this darkling sea.

This journey’s taught me ne’er to be unkind

And that itself may lead me to my goal.

Frank Garnick