Poetry

[alchemikey]

more immanent than a volcano
that is gearing up to blow

only one thing here is permanent
the rest will come and go

our presence is as ancient
as when the universe was first spun

we are forever innocent
one can't judge what is not done

the creation is still in progress
the miracles are ongoing

the heart of the creator
keeps on growing and growing

a love with no limits
and just as equally wise

with the addition of free will
came of a life full of surprise