Harmonic Fusion
Spiraling ribbons levitate above the rustling zephyr
Lunar silver, bewildered lavender infuse hazy harmonious hybrid
Whispering celestial doctrine from Ancient Arcane Ancestors
Ruins chant of another time, prophetically recited
I am an elegantly saturnine anathema, a haunting specter
But my ethereal soul still burns melodiously, so vibrant
Like the satiric nightshade’s bittersweet, malefic nectar
I am the fatal enchantress, siren seducing like a diamond
Cataclysmic, foreboding, a sunken asomatous treasure
An obscure forest where elder trees and retired rivers speak silent
Manifesting their spirits only for the necromancer’s pleasure
Orison to Mother Earth for the prolific wonder she’s provided
Oracular, verdant reincarnation commence ascending final trimester
Sol and Mani poetically rejoice as they entangle reunited
Conceiving yet a predestined esthetic, eolian predecessor
Leaving transient mortals perplexed, obeisantly enlightened
Marveled by the beauty of the cosmos, and all of her divine architecture...
