Magisterium Magnum Est

In search of Magisterium you dived from one life to another.
All the secret codes of this world were deciphered at one glance.
You whispered the spell and the light turned into golden petals of cherry blossoms.
The wind blew, the flower fell, the ducats lay on the ground.
You paid for all the pleasures available in your time with them.
After your death, all the gold coins turned into clay at once.
There were your profile on the obverse and cuneiform signs on the reverse.

- Teacher, why do your tea, coffee, wine taste so special? What's the secret?
- There's no secret at all. You need to take some water and ask it to absorb
  all the love you have. That's the only way to turn your coffee,
  your tea, your wine into amritah. You need to love a mixture of dried herbs,
  coffee beans, vines with all your heart. You should live,
  experiencing every moment of your life either as the last,
  or as the first one.
- Teacher, do you remember your previous life,
  the planet from which you came to us?
- Of course not. I don't remember even the present one.

Music pours in from everywhere.
Light plays with water.
The carp flashed on the silver side, the catfish emerged from the depths.
The reeds rustle.
Everything's in the best proportions:
Magisterium Magnum Est.
The golden pupil in the blue eye.


© Copyright: Valentin Luchenko, 2020