given the date and time, the energies of mercury dancing with saturn as pluto watches.
i speak like water, and the thoughts run everywhere not following the previous riverbeds, trying to find another way- there has to be another way.
my heart belongs with mercury even as the moon shines silver under the sun who playfully opens a few flowers, retreating behind clouds once the bloom fades and burns.
my soul is a landscape traversed by the dark, who tramples crops just to say, “you can grow it all again” but saturn, how and why? yet pluto laughs.
the maiden provided light on my horizon and her smile birthed mine. all my life i would try to reach her as the horizon line swiftly covers another timeline.
i am the mosaic of two lives hoping to birth a third, maybe the last one.
Early Dew of Morning 