In the crucible of silence, where shadows dare not tread,
the soul begins its ancient dance by unseen forces
a spark ignites, a phoenix stirs, in ashes once confined,
a molten river flows within, reshaping the heart and mind
The winds of change, both fierce and kind,
weave whispers through the air,
unveiling truths long buried deep in wounds, we couldn’t bear
the fire burns, relentless, pure, yet tender in its flame,
It strips away the falsehoods cloaked in the ego’s fleeting name
Each tears a prism, catching light, refracting hidden gold,
each scar is a map, each pain a guide to wisdom’s depths untold
the alchemist, our inner sage, transforms what once was pain,
into the sacred elixir of life’s eternal gain
Through labyrinths of doubt and fear, the soul’s transmutation flows,
emerging from the chrysalis where love and power grow
the leaden weight of sorrow melts, revealing veins of light,
an opal heart, now crystalline, shines boldly through the night
Mysteries of the cosmos hum, in cadence with our breath,
each inhale births renewal; each exhale greets a death
for every ending births a star, and every shadow fades,
as soul alchemy carves the path where destiny cascades
O sacred work, O holy flame, O mirror of the skies,
through you, the mortal self ascends, and the fractured spirit flies
what once was bound is now set free, what once was lost is found,
in soul alchemy’s hallowed art, the infinite is crowned—
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