Saturday, March 26, 2011

Alchemy

My parents, Robert Franklin Spitzer and Dorothy Marie Hayes, on wedding day.

Alchemy
3/25/11

Once a medieval methodology aimed
at turning baser metals into gold
it still speaks to miraculous transfiguration
but in realms greater than mundane reality,
deeper, wider, more expansive, electric,
far reaching, than ancestors could have dreamed,
though they 'understood', were acutely aware of
invisible worlds inundating physical existence,
and here we are now as 'exploiters'
who take advantage of revolutionary science
but give no credit to unseen 'Source'
which allows humanity's inventive genius
no matter it's use or terrible consequence,
guns, bombs, nuclear power, satellites, computers,
traveling full spectrum in uncontrolled orgy
escalated toward destruction of beauty,
wholeness, common sense, wisdom, innate goodness,
threatening love of neighbor, self, Creation,
in cacophony that is maddening din,
yet, hope lies eternal in human DNA,
subconsciously aware of magnificent potential
our 'coming together' can fully realize,
manifested in small ways on daily basis
where myriad examples display remarkable synergy,
as what happens when two people of like minds,
spirits, hearts, embody alchemy of Mystery.

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