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 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 from the cosmos, and all of her divine architecture...