Destination
On the Alchemy of Purpose, the Fabric of Creation, and the Sublime Excursion of Destiny
Poet: Dr. Alireza Bemanian
|February 15, 2026
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Destinations, the elixirs of temptations, silhouettes of impulses and desires,
or, the destiny of appeals, allures, pleas and petitions—
trains, convoys, sequences and chains are tightly interlinked,
incredulously and reciprocally in contest and match,
inclinations, slants and inclines, descend and drop, decline and lapse,
fleets and flights, perceive the wonders, climb the cliffs, and observe narrow paths.
Targets inexorably and persistently maneuver and parade,
while the purposes pursue and chase, notions and beliefs, intertwine and interweave,
confidences, trusts, and creeds, braid and connect,
while the fabric of creation, captions and conceptions, visions and inspirations,
turn living fragrance and scent, to whirl and twirl, to twine and twist.
Red roses to entice, vistas lush to incite, winds cogitate and muse to ponder,
garnishes, enhancements gather to enrich, overtures epitomize to mull,
deeds and fates exemplify to ruminate, while,
the spheres, scopes, and spectrums, adhere and bond to speculate,
deliberate, to venture, to glimpse and glance.
Symphonies and opuses, the pitches, timbres and notes, get divulged and further revealed,
the previews and preludes to arrangements and structures, progressions, episodes, and successions of destiny, the arrivals, onsets, and advances of the dawn of promises,
vows and oaths, the instigations and promptings,
brim and bristle, congregate and assemble.
The rings, bells, and chimes, do not resist the silence,
devotees and disciples to swing and sway loud and clear,
the time for them to churn and roil, harbingers, heralds and portents,
flashy postures, they are the pleas, declarations; to mind, demure reminders,
to; demolish, dismantle and rout, the omens, portents,
the traces of vanity, futility, conceit and plunder.
While, cages and crates, coops and pens, the battles and conflicts, mêlées and encounters,
not to adjourn, recess, or suspend; simply, storms not to dare to invade harbors,
wharfs, and quays;
ironic, curious and strange; neglected, abandoned and forsaken seas, the deeps and brinies,
won’t rebuke, lambaste and reprimand, furors, rumpuses, and commotions.
Jiffies embellish, though their comforts, relish, amplify and overexert,
while, crossroads vanish and fade, carrefours fray, skirmish, tatter and cede,
the demands, claims, and stresses; vigilance and attention, alertness and awareness,
to seek and attain,
the sublime sorties, splendid forays, and exalted excursions, are to be sought after,
conventioneers, attenders, the breathtaking scenes are standby to hooray.
Alireza Bemanian
February 15, 2026
© www.bemanian.com
Themes & Interpretations
Destination as Alchemy
The identification of destinations as “elixirs of temptations” transforms the concept from geographical to alchemical. The destination doesn’t merely await the traveler; it transforms them. We don’t reach destinations; destinations change us. The elixir metaphor implies that the very act of pursuing a destination alters the traveler’s fundamental nature, as the alchemist’s elixir transforms base metal to gold.
Winds That Cogitate
“Winds cogitate and muse to ponder” personifies air as intellectual agent. The wind doesn’t merely blow; it thinks. This creates an environment where the natural world is not backdrop but participant—the wind deliberates alongside the traveler, mulling possibilities, ruminating on direction. Nature thinks with us, not merely around us.
Crossroads That Decompose
“Crossroads vanish and fade, carrefours fray, skirmish, tatter and cede”—decision points are not stable. Choices actively deteriorate, fight among themselves, and surrender. The moment of choice is itself in motion, fraying and skirmishing even as the traveler attempts to decide. Decision-making must contend with the instability of the choices themselves.
The Breathtaking Standby
“The breathtaking scenes are standby to hooray”—the celebration is ready but has not yet begun. The scenes arrest respiration, pause the body’s most fundamental rhythm, and they are prepared, waiting, on alert. The destination is this moment of prepared anticipation: everything ready, the audience assembled, the hooray imminent but not yet released.