Found on the date of nine – two – three – two – oh – one – seven -
Barely more than one month after the grand eclipse of heaven
The revised twelve stars of Leo crown the head of the ******.
In her land of milk and honey, her labors merge in.

Jupiter encircles the womb while within the Holiest of gastronomes.
Mercury, Mars and Venus conjoined with Leo’s nine making the dozen.
Seventy-five days prior the New City’s Trumpet has merged with Put In
Calling for Levant’s retribution which will divide ancient Ebian within.

The ******’s head newly crowned with the temporal twelve stars of Leo,
At her feet quiver the sun and moon awaiting the arrival of Palladio.
She being with child cries in the pain to deliver.
The earth quickens the mystery in perfected position, as both quiver.

Nine months prior the consummation completed by NATO’s resolution
Casting out the promised land – this is real – this is not the imagination.
Jubilee last appeared on the eave of the six day war
Marked by half centuries, Jubilee returns this year once more.

The revelations of tribulation are set by a single star that does always appear
Every two thousand years and four thousand years ago it founded Israel.
Two thousand years ago this same star led the three kings to the king of all kings.
This star is visible for two years and appeared in September two thousand and fifteen.

And yet another sign appears in the heavens: behold a great fiery Red Kachina
Having seven followers and ten outcasts with seven headbands in the arena.
The Red Kachina drawing in a third of the stars, hurling them toward the earth.
This Kachina standing at the ******’s feet waiting for her to give up the birth.

The Red Kacina’s vile evilness waiting to consume Jupiter’s birth failing
To devour the newborn who is to lead all nations with a rod of iron.
But the child remains in the heavens with it’s mother to feed grazed
By the Red Kachina for one thousand two hundred and twenty six days.

This life has taken a turn,
A yearning well deserved.
Though a heart may cry,
Another is given life.

No remorse,
For what I've done.
I've made my choice.
This time it's done.

A soul crossed my path.
I've shown him the way.
To the life ahead.

The numbers shown,
The way to love.
The stars aligned,
To bring us together.

There is purpose,
To us.

sunlight westward quickly dipping
             o'er ugly toed-feet almost tripping
 frozen ground bumpy with cone molluscs
                         surreal before imminent dusk

             raptor bright hued in the sunlight
           captured freely fronting moonlight
       alignment moment chance the smallest
                         surreal before imminent dusk

      dog below still pause picture caught
catch my breath gasp grasped the thought
           sunlight to moonlight finding solace
                      surreal before imminent dusk

scotch pine limbs frame time a slipping
happenstance just like this,... honest