Master's alchemy, and mistress' spirited speech.
Upon the altar, a sacrificial lamb,
metal, fire and unending greed...
Blood spurting into shadowy scripts,
illuminated by watery puddle of blue light.
Cloaks are stained and torn, after the hateful tug;
A single glistening sheet of platinum,
turns crimson an instant hence...
All eyes curve, some in horror,
some in awe,some else as well, in ambition.
And suddenly altar's crimson puddle is struck,
a thunder of blinding light, burns
smoke, white as an ocean of milk...
Traces thence, even of ashes are lost,
in the fateful alchemical ritual.
After all, final truth is what was sought...
© Karthik Adithya Singaraju