This is not my poem. But I thought I'd share with you all
On through the twelve great arches of the year
Lo, how the royal sun proceeds triumphant.
Into the House of the Ram he swiftly enters
Strong and courageous Lord of Beginnings
Childhood, and life that takes its road with joy.
Then in the House of the Bull, with boundless vision
In peace he rules, outpouring truth and beauty,
Emblem of given faith and faith received.
Twofold he shines in the House of the Brothers,
Lord of the restless mind which ever questions:-
Yet, of all Wisdom messenger divine.
In the House of the Crab reflected in the waters,
Veiled and sublime shines forth another likeness:-
She, whom as mother an ancient race has hailed.
But now the Lion, Monarch greeting monarch:-
Each proud and free, each generous and splendid
Welcomes the sun to the citadel of Autumn.
High on a peak is set the House of the Virgin,
Lofty and tranquil, pure as a temple:
There the Sun gleams with the clear light of spirit.
Wide swings the Balance in it's place appointed:
Who shall give the edicts of Time and Justice?
Only the Sun, who sees and governs them all.
In the house of the Scorpion, in a secret frenzy,
The Sun dims his light to a flame of scarlet:
Deep is the well, and the shadows deep.
Far on the planes stands the tents of the Archer:
Hoofbeats ring all day and talk is long in the evening:
Nomad of nomads the wandering Sun they hail.
Where rules the Goat, the Sun is stern and mournful:
There, long ago, the golden age he governed
Which might return, if man would but obey.
The Water-Bearer's House has many windows
Looking on the world with love and knowledge
Thence the Sun sees all things as the Lord of Truth.
In the House of the Fish is the Sun's immolation
But soon, soon the waters shall redden to his rising:
Lord of us all and sign of life victorious.
Lo, how the royal sun proceeds triumphant.
Into the House of the Ram he swiftly enters
Strong and courageous Lord of Beginnings
Childhood, and life that takes its road with joy.
Then in the House of the Bull, with boundless vision
In peace he rules, outpouring truth and beauty,
Emblem of given faith and faith received.
Twofold he shines in the House of the Brothers,
Lord of the restless mind which ever questions:-
Yet, of all Wisdom messenger divine.
In the House of the Crab reflected in the waters,
Veiled and sublime shines forth another likeness:-
She, whom as mother an ancient race has hailed.
But now the Lion, Monarch greeting monarch:-
Each proud and free, each generous and splendid
Welcomes the sun to the citadel of Autumn.
High on a peak is set the House of the Virgin,
Lofty and tranquil, pure as a temple:
There the Sun gleams with the clear light of spirit.
Wide swings the Balance in it's place appointed:
Who shall give the edicts of Time and Justice?
Only the Sun, who sees and governs them all.
In the house of the Scorpion, in a secret frenzy,
The Sun dims his light to a flame of scarlet:
Deep is the well, and the shadows deep.
Far on the planes stands the tents of the Archer:
Hoofbeats ring all day and talk is long in the evening:
Nomad of nomads the wandering Sun they hail.
Where rules the Goat, the Sun is stern and mournful:
There, long ago, the golden age he governed
Which might return, if man would but obey.
The Water-Bearer's House has many windows
Looking on the world with love and knowledge
Thence the Sun sees all things as the Lord of Truth.
In the House of the Fish is the Sun's immolation
But soon, soon the waters shall redden to his rising:
Lord of us all and sign of life victorious.
