Separately charged by our views of what’s right
We endured a process consumed by intent:
To assay and clarify who we each were;
As to trial turned to harden and temper
Our strengths were dissolved and our toxins collected,
Then washed out, washed up, washed away;
With our beautiful alloys’ complexities purged
We were stripped to essentials, bone-bare,
Separate elements reduced from our cores;
Briefly aligned, even fused, then diffused,
We were put to the fire to emerge once refined,
Reformed as new sources, imprinted by change.
Now if you are mercury 80 and I am carbon 6,
Was this a chemistry determined by its elements
Or a decisive alchemy of choice?
And who or what was then the catalyst?