philosopher stone power transformations
transmutations were never so crystal clear;
simple complex beautiful nor smelt sweet
sight is but a weight silver gold carat diamond
compared to symphony key note aspiring mind;
what wonder endless creativity sings gem defined
noble art creative mind is but slight of hand
eureka moments are catalyst philosophers' stone;
aspired to perfection glittering golden words
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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