Alchemist

Who are we
But alchemists
Searching for hidden secrets
To turn everything to gold.

Sometimes foolish
Searching for something that seems hidden
Though already is right in front of us.

Little do we realise
That all the power is bestowed in us
Waiting, to be erupted out like a volcano.
And yet, so foolish and frail we appear to be.

Lost in the thoughts of what is and what is not
Oblivious of the fact that nothing is immortal,
Except the power that has created this universe,
And the power to destroy it all.

Aren't we all alchemists
Searching for the gold within..........