ALCHEMY OF SPIRIT

To be heard.

To be seen.

It is born of stardust, pure alchemy.

To be heard.

To be seen.

It travels and lives in carbon form.

To be heard.

To be seen.

It chooses to dwell, speaking softly as a reminder and inspires.

To be heard.

To be seen.

It makes its very presence known to a few and many and then it departs.

To be heard.

To be seen.

It is pure alchemy in motion.

Poem #26 of 28