The Stars express around
Our fates like dwindling destiny
The Sun and Moon make their haste
Across our skies of personality
Why would that which is within
Not be without, and visa versa?
Of finer famines, I do not know
Astronomy and esoteric astrology
That points and shows, cosmic datastreams
That life’s nutrition is a matrix of relationships
Aspects, conjunctions, transits
These were the silver chronicles
Of the poor & far, patterns of our hearts
The veins and tissues of our baselines.