Quicksilver (Mercury's daughter)

You have unlocked the secret: standing still
is for statues. You are always in motion.
You embrace the familiar and the strange
without fear, blending them within your will.
Ever evolving, deep as the ocean,
your message is the key to life: change.

Drawing strength from the weirdness of your sphere,
little silver god, you are my soul's mirror.

I cannot be still. I must dance, sing, fly,
step between the three worlds. I must be bold
and meek, somber and light, foolish and wise--
hard to define, even harder to hold--
to find the alchemy to transmute my
poorest mettle into the purest gold.

© Elle Lassiter, 2004