The Alchemist

Hurricane season Headwinds stronger than ever This journey is mine alone Being dragged by the stone For a moment just a brief moment I believed I could make something from nothing But now self doubt has me cold The setbacks color me old Inevitably the pot boils over In an unconscious & sudden outburst The weight of effectuation Begs avoiding the confrontation But it is a righteous path Walked by the believer Inoculated by virtue and prayer Dispels the doubter and naysayer Lean right in Keep walking Alchemist so bold Transmuting pain into gold It's written It's written now It's written It's written It's written now It's written