Poetic Alchemy

It is indeed non coincidental, the Universe is Mental Leased ideas, hopes and dreams Housed a priceless High rise rental Landlord of various residency sardine packed Ideas and hopes born from dreams Leaving behind the rowdy neighborhood, overcrowded situation For a change, a self prescribed Poetic Alchemy Vacation Retreat away from the noisy fray Under a Pine cone tree for my short stay Pen and Paper Therapy. Cloudy visions with half baked decisions Careless youth, Carefree Avoiding limits past the sky Sabotage to self when in illusions rely How can one conceive a manifestation not perceived? How can one want more without Gratitude for what have been already received? A single flame of a candle can brighten the path to words scribed on paper, a dying art Battles with Self, who is the enemy ? Take a look at yourself in the mirror and you will see Both Angel and Demon need to be fed Which will you feed the most Host of light or harbinger of doom and dread Within chaotic turmoil order is a balanced a scale Necessary momentum like winds to a sail Creativity born of Pain is the Great work Intercourse with pen and paper therapy Watering a planted seed Soothing balm to crowded mind Where thoughts manifest the actual deed The art of Poetic Alchemy.