

Elixirs of Life:
priceless and usually found
hidden inside grandfather clocks.
Liquid in a tiny glass vial
from which life is extended,
health ensured,
and death delayed--
but at a hidden cost.
A cost for others to give.
Elixirs of Life:
distinguishable by
mist and essence stirring within,
sweetness tenfold of honey,
soothing fragrance weary of other smells.
The last of the nectar of the Gods
found on the Earth.
With just one sip
a extra day is gained.
A glass
a week.
A bottle
a month.
A continuous supply--
an entire lifetime.
Yet if drank enough,
liquid meant for other lips,
disrupts balance
of mortal plane,
life and death two pans of a scale
needing equal weight.