Nova Mens

Whispers unfold in fractured skies Mirror worlds behind my eyes Colors bleed where thoughts dissolve Perception bends, new truths evolve Mens nova in flamma fluit Veritas in umbra ludit Alter orbis-an ego sum Finis fallit; nunc unum sumus Walls melt into cosmic sand Time slips through my open hand Falling deeper, losing face Infinity, a warm embrace Quis sum sine forma, sine fine Ad astra animae sunt divine Quid verum, quid fictio Cum omnia fluit in visione Mens nova in flamma fluit Veritas in umbra ludit Alter orbis-an ego sum Finis fallit; nunc unum sumus Lost and found inside the storm Every fractal re-births form In the silence, I remain Everything, yet none the same