Alchemist's Eye

Alone here in my citadel—
Hide from the world's agonizing hell;
Cloistered in such haven's grasp—
I'll be out of your devil's clasp!

Oh such a demon's gleaming eyes—
In the mists; what a disguise!
O what a mask; it's quite a dream—
Underground; banished souls' screams!

The sharpest rock bed; molten ore—
With an alchemist's eye, see sandy shore!
Decaying parchment; written word of old—
Turn the purest water to gold!

Elements; earth, water, air and fire;
The inanimate now comes alive—
I can't transform, and so I hide;
An ancient science now has died!

Alone here in my citadel—
Hide from the world's agonizing hell;
Cloistered in such haven's grasp—
Forever out of your devil's clasp!

Chantrea Johari
03 November 2004