Welcome Scorpio
Cold October winds blow
On a Night for Scorpio.
Seated on her velvet Chair
She fixes you with a Stare.
Sign of Death and Rebirth,
Darker Cycles of the Earth.
Exploring twisting Mysteries
Of Deepest Caves and Darkest Seas.
Scorpio's Candle burns Bright
For all the Creatures in the Night.
~ Meg North
2 comments:
As a Scorpio, I have to say how much I love this poem! Thank you Meg. xx
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