Since sipping that first 

gulp of air, I’ve always 

been drawn 

to water.

Born under an aquarian sun, 

libra moon conjunct pluto 

at 13 degrees with cancer 

rising/north node in the 12th,

and Jupiter conjuncting these 

heavenly bodies on my midheaven, 

a high-water mark set the 

native course of this life.

To bring yin into balance, 

harmony, sacred union 

with yang, seems written 

in these stars.

And numbers: an Imbolc issue, 

cross quarter berth betwixt the darkest day

and first light of spring: 2/2 in a year 

that equaled 20, and leapt — 

the exception to the rule, keeping 

man’s years in alignment with 

Gaia's revolutions 

round her sun.

Add to this a maternal surname 

meaning placid, and a paternal 

lineage of the clan of more, 

and it seems

peace was leavened

into rising to this journey 

from Piscean gloam

to Aquarian dawn.

Fairness, equanimity, humanity 

guiding its light, setting its sight 

to the middle ways of duality, to live

this change we wish to be,

to see  

filling all our cups, 

our grails, with living, breathing 

waters—half full.

On this day, 

in this 20/20 year of leaps,

shadow seen, faced, not feared,

may we find each other,

ourselves, clay vessels

of infinite kind, manifold color, 

all bearing the same 

crystalline water 

fresh air

golden light 

that stirs 

worlds.

It is my birthday wish for us all. ❤️

—Eve Moore

Photo credit: carolina wren, by Arnold Edwards, my beloved.

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Eve Moore: Once a professional writer of advertising, I saw the light & it has shown me words of a different nature. And so I take them down & offer them up. And all is well.

This poem was submitted exclusively to CrystalWind.ca by Eve Moore.