in this alchemy 
objects of energy
commingle in a vast tidal sea
of good and evil
how much heat
before its off
to worship cold again
as one is veered into light
then out toward the shadow
of the eternal spiral appetite
where the only living vision of truth
are the wraithlike structures
of phantom minds
haunted by the incessant
apparition of change

beyond this ceaselessness
this roiling inhabiting
animating alchemical current
inspired by the lure
of glistening yes and uttermost no
a blissfully hovering wizard magic
buoyantly sailing in the lucid air
within the framework of illusory
shadow doom and eternal affirmation
inspired always
by an ever expanding awareness of love
that exclusive elixir of all the alchemies