The Alchemist

Have we lost our pride?
Have we lost our human side?
The mind of a creator has taken us further
Then we could ever imagine
What if our rocket-ships?
What if our satellites?
Burns out
And technology dies
Where do we look for signs of life?
In our minds
In ourself
What do we find?
Extraordinary evidence
Of a higher
Intelligence
Digging deeper to find ourselves
Only to find ourselves
As parts of a symbiose
As parts of a symmetrical pattern
As parts of a sensitive chemistry
I am the alchemist
I made you
I made you
You are walking in circles
Talking to walls
It’s all routines
As you become machines
Renegades of biology
Making your own theology
We need the eyes of a child
We need to find back to
Who we are!
Kaleidoscope
Evolutionists
With vague theories
Of how we came to be
Who are we?
Traveler’s of unknown parentage
Scientists in lack of evidence
Explorers of subsistence
In a desolated biosphere
We need to reach
Beyond our limits of substance
To find our real source of existence
We need the eyes of a child
We need to find back to who we are
Kaleidoscope
Can you see?
Can you feel?
The symmetrical pattern
I imparted in you
Can you feel the resonance?
You are the colored glass
Who reflects the colors of my being
My chemistry
My heavenly
Biology
An image of myself
Can you feel the resonance?
Can you feel the resonance?
Kaleidoscope
Can you see through the eyes of a child?
Kaleidoscope
If you see through the eyes of a child
A symmetrical pattern
You are the colored glass
Reflected by heaven
If you see through the eyes of a child