Alcohol . Body hails

The Alchemy of Sobriety
The cup of fire warms the veins,
its spirit dances, clouds the mind.
Yet hidden within, a shadow reigns�"
acetaldehyde, sharp, unkind.

The liver works, a patient sage,
turning poison into peace.
From storm to calm, it turns the page,
until the body finds release.

Water splashes, sudden, cold,
a jolt that wakes but cannot mend.
For only time, with hands so old,
can guide the spirit back again.

So drink, but know the truth inside:
the journey home is slow, not fast.
The body’s wisdom will decide,
and balance finds its way at last.