Once we lay our eyes to rest, the world blossoms insights not seen by sons of man.
And as it seems at times they only listen to voices of God's Scribes of man.
There are those who seek alchemical whispers through eyes outside of ones mind.
But un aware the true reflection resides in the pools of darkness hidden deep within the cosmos...
Seek not and thou shall find, the many treasure gods placed inside...
Coded in language of the birds for in each his own to decode,
Reach out for Akashic vapors...for its very keys you hold.