THE TIME HAS COME…

I wrote the following poem with a specific planetary configuration in mind. Can you guess which natal/transit setup symbolizes this person’s emotional state? What two planets might be battling each other in this scenario? Would love to know what you think. J

“The Time Has Come”

I sit and wait for the sun to rise
Sneaking peeks…still in disguise.

What is it that haunts me, teases me, and leaves me
discontent?
Could it be me? … Or memories from the past?

Years have passed since my heart and eyes shook hands…
One might think that they had never met.

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I sit and wait for a ghost to take my hand…
To lead me forward and make me less afraid.

Again and again I scream prayers within myself,
Whispers that disperse like dust blown off a shelf.

I miss me…I want me…dreams of peeling layers falling lightly in
my trail…
Help me please…release me…I’m too young to wear a veil.

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I sit and wait, watch others pass me by…
Can’t help but wonder what makes me stay behind.

Do I not know what others seem to be?
Can I not see what lies in front of me?

Why do I retreat and insist on playing hide-and-seek?
Who am I so afraid to meet?

One day the search will end and I will realize the abundance I
could have had.

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I sit and wait wondering what has brought me here…
The earth, the stars, the soul…the answer’s bluntly clear.

I thank my life for the journey through my veins…
Who would I be without the swords and chains?

But a wonderer lost among the plains.

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I sit and wait and who do I see?
“Where have you been?” I said to me.

Building courage to be free!

The time has come to shed the shell,
The flesh is cramped and needs some air.

Fires need a bit of air to spread their wings…
And so do we if we’re to heal and become kings.

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I no longer sit and wait…
I’m finally ready to create!

“Who am I?” I ask myself again…
You are the one the world awaits!

THE END