What if spiritual alchemy does exist?
Would we notice enough to affect a change?
Should metamorphosis, actually affect us?
If greedily a-higher-wisdom subsist.
Should ‘I' tolerate—His transforming fire?
"Would thy counterpart duality, be a part of me?
And should it consume ‘I' like a quagmire"?
would ‘I' appear holy again as divine sapphire?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem