Taurus,

Oh, my Queen —

crown of horns,

A crescent disc,

Ornamenting thee —

Let us distill your silver,

And let me drink —

Love that stands the test of time.

You are Earth,

You are the fertility and permanence,

of the Goddess!

You are her purity…

You are her joy…

You are… so many things —

You are the dawn of spring!

You are the first bite of a strawberry,

had in a lush garden,

the whole spectrum of light contained,

in flowers surrounding.

I hear angelic harpsichords

pacifying the mind,

stilling its winds.

You clear the smog

of the modern psyche

leaving only fresh air,

scented by lavender

and roses

in its wake.

you are the hands of a lover,

scratching my hair,

tracing with their fingers,

“I love you”

on the back of my neck.

your sweetness is unparalleled.

your safety,

is a coveted beginning,

preceding untold magnitudes,

of spiritual wealth.

I love you, Mother.

I want to snuggle with you in fields,

of the tallest, softest grasses,

multitudes of your hands,

sprouting from the ground,

caressing and protecting,

my blanket.

I am yours,

I am your boy…

I smile eagerly,

wide-eyed and innocent,

up at you, oh Mother —

you hold me,

you hold me against your breast,

and I can feel the warmth of your heart,

and all is complete,

and all is perfect.

…

I need not fly from this realm

any longer

to meet the sublime.

no, it is here.

so often

did pain shatter

the windows of my perception

the cracked glass splitting

my heart

from the world that surrounds

but no,

oh no,

Venus,

Your sweetness

is sugar

placed in the ridges

of that schism

its crevice mended

closed

two made as one

once again

by the force of that Queen

Her crescent Moon

reflected in the smile that possesses me

I’ve no choice,

I’ve no say,

The sweetness and goodness

is too great

I am born anew

in the springtime

of my soul

💚