ALCHEMY 2
The Pharma Trade lost its track
and true authority.
Its delving research was enough to play with
get ego-rich, substituting gold.
The wise old men and sages of yore
were often penniless, unheralded;
their quest a holy grail
about transmutative processes
and ultimate transfiguration.
…
We’re stuck in the replicas of chem synthetics
detached from the fires of the heart;
at the price of greed and lust
on a false trail for immortality
and personal wealth, pure power
- it’s ineluctable source.
Humanly-made, non-divine
it only lasts, holds together
when controlled by material force
abetted, limited by closed minds.
…
In the depths of every heart
separate and collective
lie the diamond tears of God
turned thus by pressure and time.
They glitter and glint in fossil-beauty
awaiting their resurrecting conflagration, back to sheerest light.
Our destiny.
03/24