Hudson Valley Astrologer

Each dawn, I offer gratitude—
waking to the horizon awash
in pink and orange — the sun’s blush.
My heart keeping time
like the glad tail of a Labrador—
alive, with purpose,
yet surrendered to a rhythm
not chosen, but choosing me.
The journey: excruciating.
The discovery: exhilaration.
A labyrinth of modern myths
crowning the self,
but to what end,
if not to scatter harmony
across the earth,
like dandelion seeds—
each breath sending possibility
to the wind?

To know not only the beat,
but the Time Keeper—
this is revelation.
No measure of thanks
can contain the sacred fullness,
an utter experience of wonder;

AWE.

HVA

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