Alchemy’s Golden Paradox in Heaven’s Streets of Transparent Gold
Love, I am full of lead. ~ Antony in Shakespeare’s Antony and Cleopatra, III.11.76
His heart was made of lead, its poison, weight
And darkness till he met the one, that one
Who mattered only, only, only. Straight
To purest gold his heart was changed, a ton
Of sanctity and cleanness. Then the heft
Of lead leapt sublimated from that mass
To glory of the saints. No taint was left.
An ether lighter than a crystal glass
On Mozart’s glass harmonica, the heart
(348) Adagio for Glass Harmonica, K 356, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart (1756-1791) – YouTube
Then evanesced to total weightlessness,
Resulting metaphysics’ tenor part
In physics turned to shimmering statelessness.
Christ only, only, only Christ had known this gold
Before, a gold Jehovah could not scold.
~ Phillip Whidden