Transmutation

Transmutation                                            April 30, 2015


I brushed it on
And rubbed it of
Layering the finish

To recreate the patina

Of centuries of time

Sometimes it works

And sometimes it doesn’t

But the pursuit of beauty

Is often best achieved

When accidental

And imperfect.

Sometimes there is nothing

Except for waiting

For a falling spark of inspiration

To ignite the imagination

And empty out the heart.

 

Loneliness can be painful

And loss, can break your back

But even these things

Can be transmuted

Into something more.

In a strange alchemy
Indescribable and divine
We become something else
Filled with light.

The dam bursts

And the water flows

Sweeping everything away

Obliterating every evil

And emotional obstruction.

We are cleansed of the demons

And now the deception has cleared

Inspired to communicate

What we never knew before. 

No matter, where we have been

And no matter, what we have done

We can still be new

Right here

And right now.

Take even the ashes

And let them settle

Feeding the dirt

And fertilizing the soul.

So that even the burned

Shall blossom

Truly alive

And shining,

Like the sun.