Poetry

[alchemikey]

"no heart has ever suffered
when it goes in search of its dreams"

it is only when we postpone them
that the still, small voice screams

we each have a personal legend
it is up to us to find our treasure

the gold created by an alchemist
to realized dreams does not measure

live each and every day to its fullest
who knows the time of one's departure?

go straight towards your heart's desire
like the arrow launched by an archer

don't worry about hitting the target
leave that up to the hand that wrote all

follow the omens given by nature
it serves no one by playing small