The Alchemic Metamorphosis

That sinful Raven
has not become a Lion yet,
its’ color not changed from black to green!

The Sol and Luna
are waiting for the Lion’s birth,
the priest of their marriage, eternal;

waiting for the Lion
to its altar, come and die,
be slain to have a new birth, again –
not as a Raven,
black or a Lion, green but far
more grand, a being of pure solitude!

For once the Sol and Luna are bound
eternally, they can kiss
and beget the wings,
with which they adorn this precious being
and the green Lion becomes
a Dragon, crimson red!

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