So little time has flown, yet so much inside
To my inborn restrictions I cannot abide
Could these building sensations be chemistry
Or the deeper binding of astral synastry?
Oh, what is it that I must learn?
As Saturn makes it's inevitable return
I am cut off from all surrounding advice
Left to chance, rolling dreams out like dice
What is it that will uproot me this time?
Something that seems to be almost a crime ...
But captivating, binding, romantic motivation
Will spur me on again to a new destination
Manifesting as tangible reality to hold
Making this shy, hidden heart bold
I am open, ready for the awakening at hand
Rounding off the edges of false demand
So am I to let you know what I feel for you
Or will it just grow, slow, steady, and true?
I guess time will tell, though it drives me mad
When it comes, I shall forsake all I once had
Autumn preserves or takes away
I will never be the same ...
Author notes
Note ... three days later ... this poem prediction has come true.
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So often your words read softly, but always powerful and ever so beautifully crafted.
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I think this is absolutely amazing! Linking all the different astrological and developmental systems together. This poem seems to represent searching for and falling in love from a much less physical and more astral (if that's the right word) point of view. I really like it. Thank you so much for sharing it.
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Thank you! It's always nice to see appreciation for astrology.
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