The Philosopher’s Stone Riddle.
With twin serpents i entwine, The four elements i combine,
First two, to make three, And then a fourth with glee,
Dissolve and coagulate, Thrice i propagate,
The elixir of life within a glass, This too shall come to pass,
The alchemist must find the secret key, To unlock nature’s mystery,
With nerves of steel, I spin the alchemical wheel,
The colors of the great work are shown, To those whose eyes have known,
To light the way, each night and day,
For sun and moon, We must swoon,
In the glass round and round, With doves of Diana it is ground,
Diana’s tree must I climb, Until it stands the test of time,
Come now uplift the glass, Nature’s last gate to pass,
Raining hellfire and brimstone, A victory over chaos is sewn.
The philosopher’s stone riddle was written by Steven School, Alchemist.