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The old alchemist lingers in his dusty little room,
Lost in the darkness only the mind knows
Does he cast weary hands upon a being he creates,
A homunculus as elusive as the wind that gets lost in space.
The principles of alchemy burning deep in his soul,
Are well known to him like a song of the past,
The transformation of lead into gold, an ancient dream,
Equal to mankind's quest for eternity.
Alchemy, they say, is wrong and outdated,
But I dare say that this is only half true,
For she was the mother of all sciences,
Who brought the seed of knowledge into the world.
The alchemist, he knows the magic of the elements,
Fire, water, earth and air, they dance in his dance,
He seeks the secret of transformation in nature,
And with every drop he mixes, he becomes the Creator whole.
Alchemy, a mirror of the human spirit,
Searching for meaning and meaning in the world
A quest for harmony, balance and perfection,
Before the time when science cast its shadow on the wall.
In his dusty room, glowing in the candlelight,
An old alchemist who awakens a new life,
The homunculus, born of an ancient art,
Carries the secrets of alchemy hidden within.
So let's not forget alchemy,
The roots from which science blossoms
Because in every experiment, in every urge to research,
Let's find the spirit of the alchemist who sees through the world and flees.
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