Alchemy of Change

In the alchemy of change, we find

A transformation of the soul,

A shifting of the mind,

A rebirthing of the whole.

We start with iron, cold and hard,

A substance bound by earthly laws,

But in the alchemist's regard,

It becomes transformed by mystic cause.

Through fire and heat, the iron melts,

Its molecules rearranged,

Into a liquid form it pelts,

Shape and structure changed.

Next, we add a touch of gold,

A metal rare and pure,

Its brilliance, a sight to behold,

Its value beyond measure.

The two elements combine,

In a crucible of fate,

Their energies entwine,

Their destinies await.

As the alchemist stirs the pot,

A reaction takes its course,

A chemical reaction sought,

To unlock a hidden force.

The iron and gold meld as one,

A union of opposites complete,

Their alchemy now done,

A new substance at their feet.

The alchemist gazes upon his creation,

A metal unlike any other,

A symbol of transformation,

A testament to his power.

In the alchemy of change, we see,

A reflection of our own lives,

A journey to set ourselves free,

To break free from the ties.

Like the iron and gold, we too,

Can undergo a transformation,

If we embrace the fire that burns true,

If we release our hesitations.

Through trials and tribulations,

Through challenges that come our way,

We can find our own salvation,

In the alchemy of change, we sway.

For every setback we face,

Every obstacle in our path,

Is an opportunity to embrace,

Our own alchemical wrath.

To break free from the chains that bind,

To transcend our earthly form,

To seek the truth we long to find,

In the alchemy of change, we're reborn.

So let us embrace the fire within,

Let us strive to be our best,

For in the crucible of life, we'll win,

In the alchemy of change, we're blessed.