you have the power to touch and hold
Reach out dear love your arms made strong
with understanding for a better way
Your limbs refreshed with this elixir of the heavenly way.
nor steamed within a cauldron that’s hung
upon a blackened dungeon wall
For this elixir fair we drink
’tis of the stuff which life is made.
the golden vessel which holds all heavenly things
And from this golden chalice
comes the things of earth and life
and men who lived this life.
become the fuel which steeps this elixir fair
A potion then to drink ~ he is a man again reborn
And so refreshed in all the things that this elixir is
He journeys on to Paradise.
by Ernest L. Norman
Excerpt from Infinite Contact