The Horoscope. A poem by Encore :)

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Aries the dynamo;

Taurus the magnet

Gemini, the twins;

Cancer the crablet

Leo who roars

Virgo, the pure

Libra, the scales

Scorpio who cures

Sagittarius the brave

Capricorn looks on tenaciously

Aquarius in his water-cave

And the Pisces in his duality.

The signs signify each

And every one of us

Grains of sand on the beach

Every raindrop on the earth

The Ram blazes through the sun

The Bull follows thereafter

The Twins come hand in hand

The Crab moves in and enters

The Lion roars and flicks his mane

The Virgin comes to do the same

The Scales waver, but never fall

The Scorpion comes in from its crawl

The Archer draws his bow and shoots

The Sea-Goat dives beneath the waves

The Water-Bearer stays absolute

The Fishes leap but don't go astray

When all the stars and signs are done

The curtain comes and falls

But wait! The show has only begun

As Aries emerges in the hall

The Ram, Aries! The avatar of the Sun

Signifying fire, but ruled by none

The cardinal sign, the leader, the initiate

The flair, the organizer, the leverage

Energetic, courageous, but egoistic

Risk-taking, intuitive, inspirational

A fighter! A powerful fighter

Some take their time, rarely conditional.

The Bull takes over, as the Ram fades

The sensual Taurus in its shade

Of brown, russet, and turquoise

A love of music, appreciation of talents

Capability unchecked, the Bull unrelents

In its all-knowing musical wise

Sometimes idle, and always at ease

The Moon seems to lull Taurus to sleep

The Twins, the first Dual! Gemini prances in,

Leaves the others grinning, slowly smiling

Mercury, quick to wit, lively and ingenious

The Messenger of the Gods, quick communicators

Right, left and center as the Twins zip back and forth

Where is direction? Who cares where is north?

If the Twins have two sides, then the world is a cage;

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