A comet before, a conjunction now. Do not let astronomers let you hear about astrological predictions, but it is sometimes good to recall ancient ways of seeing the night sky, and reflect on the more poetic aspects of times past.
Signs of the Times
The comet comes, baleful, green
Casting misfortunes in its wake
Far away in the night, almost unseen
Yet mortals still fear it and quake
Jupiter meets Venus in the night
A conjunction, a bringing close
Dance in the heavens, a delight
Sign of reconciliation to engross
The starry messengers, so long ago
The portents of a hidden hand
Seen by that astronomer, Galileo
Shone down upon this troubled land
I glimpse signs of the times in the stars
In Venus, Jupiter, Saturn, Mars
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