Astrological Poetry 4.23.25

Still, like dawn, we rise—

Aries blazing across the 9th and 10th Houses

Eyes ahead- will power and drive
Fire in the thighs, flash in the mind.
Mercury races a high‑road house, thoughts like flint on stone sparking, while Neptune drapes them in mystery and doubt. 

Listen: beneath the swirl, intuition whispers true. Saturn’s steady hand clasps, carving foot‑prints you can trust.
Chiron’s embers glow in your public sky—old ache of failure, fears, and judgment. Feel it. Face it. And, let Aries’ rhythms help you rise.

Taurus joins the 10th House
Neck tall, throat clear, shoulders squared: the Bull lends iron calm to the Ram’s fiery force. Uranus cracks the earth—new methods burst through old ruts, electricity in the ankles, change quickening in the blood.

Moon in Pisces, deep in the 8th
Feet bathe in cosmic tide; lymph remembering every eb and flow of time. Emotions swell, thick with birth‑and‑death. Guard your porous heart: ground, breathe, choose safe harbors for the salty secrets that surface.

Jupiter in Gemini, wide‑eyed in the 11th
Words wing out like swallows, networks braid curiosity into currency. 

Expansion living in the liver, fortune in the left arm’s reach. Trade ideas, trade hopes, and if clouds of doubt gather, summon Aries’ courage.

If overwhelm floods, anchor in Taurian patience.
If empathy blurs your edges, Pisces asks for stronger roots.

And when opportunity knocks in quicksilver tones, Gemini smiles—open the gate.

Rise steady, rise sure; the heavens trace your silhouette, and the Universe echoes reminding you: you are the pulse of necessary things.