poetry

The Alchemy of Salvation

And its life-cycle

An AI image created by the author in Bing

In the blackest times,

we breathe in darkness,

and breathe out

light.

We purify,

and purify

and purify

the world.

(And ourselves)

But hey,

beware

of woodcutters.

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