Aquarius She Comes
Oh! you mighty Age of Aquarius!
Running through the fields
a giant, dancing, naked woman
Beautiful, strong and drunk on green wine
With her long red hair trailing behind her
Her feet kick over the stones of the hills
As she dances!
Exposing the dark underneath
Hardly stopping as the serpents and scorpions scurry away
for fear of exposure to the bright light of Day!
She gives no pause, and dances on!
Yet, they terrify those of us closer to the ground,
And she dances on through the night and into the Day
Unafraid and unwavering.
Fulfilled in her dance she changes time
For the present and future of all humankind!
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