THE MATH: (Neptune + Venus + Moon CONJUNCT Pisces) TRINE (S. Node + Scorpio) = singing, to the Child
THE WEAVE:
…Venus Speaks to Fate…
"Once, I had a
Dream, that I wove
baskets, with an old
Woman. Her home
was covered in herbs,
from wall to wall.
I was learning
from her, and I was
kind of thick. I could feel
the ceiling in my consciousness.
The children would play in
our yard, but none of them
belonged to us. She died
and I was not a Master
of the Secrets that died
with her. One Day,
I went out to sell baskets,
and when I came home
a boy was foaming,
on my cot, and I did not
have the wits to save him.
Although, he held the Berry,
in the grip of what
he'd eaten. I did not
believe, the Village would
forgive me, and so I fled
to the Port, where
I would vend. A Captain
I knew, kindly
took me in, as his
Woman, although he could not
Love me. I grew pregnant,
but I could not bear,
to be tHere, on the Sea,
adrift, and unable to See
a Love that I might
grow mySelves. I took
a dingy, on a Night when
we were close to Islands,
but I never made it.
I gave birth, and I died
singing, to the Child
on the Waves."
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