Passion of The Alchemist

By endless water,guided by the moon

Dark spirits descend

Upon my soul they do alight

Mystery beckoning

And burdens me so, burdens me so

Dragging me down beneath the waves

Revealing secrets 

Long lost from the ancients

This pain upon my heart

Wisdom and power eternal

As winter's first fallen snow

I am set adrift 

Upon the seas of time

And t'were it not for the curse of my albatross heart

Saturn would release his ceaseless grip

But alas I am dragged back down below

As if an anchor hung about my neck

The price of hatred and resentment

And what choice will i make?

To be submerged?

And spit out as an infant?

Or release my soul to the waters

And be turned to gold

 

Reviews

[LapseOfMind]

Wow, wonderful imagery! Very well put together, painting scenes that I don't quite understand fully but wanting more. I think I understand the Saturn reference. So, what choice will you make?