Polymorphia

I beheld the world through a narrow slit From a dusty floor that overlooks the scene I was the misshapen ghost whom history shuns Confined to the shadows, hidden from the bright suns But the white star in the prima materia took shape In the canvas of the cosmos, a divine drape for the lonely souls Polymorphia borrows from the almighty nature Its original enigma, Its magical structure Polymorphia within the laboratory Feel the magma that brings forth the majesty The gales swept over the rafters, the ruins bestowed the sky Lеtting the sunrays enter, making mattеr volatile The darkness became a friend, for it no longer bit nor gnawed The hurting wolf was tamed, glorious, beneath the moon's laud But the white star in the prima materia took shape In the canvas of the cosmos, a divine drape for the lonely souls Polymorphia borrows from the almighty nature Its original enigma, Its magical structure Polymorphia within the laboratory Feel the magma that brings forth the majesty Archetypes of ancient scenes Emerging from my empathy I understand in you the mysteries That write the pages of myth But the white star in the prima materia took shape In the canvas of the cosmos, a divine drape for lonely souls Polymorphia borrows from the almighty nature Its original enigma, Its magical structure Polymorphia within the laboratory Feel the magma that brings forth the majesty

Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026