A muscular maiden
(hair knotted up in a messy bun,
long-seeming, streamlined legs
support confident glutes holding up just-so fitting runner’s shorts)
goes about business like
wiping off the hob, the ‘hearth’
all you see is the back of her
but she exudes elegant efficiency
you can tell she just got done fixing a most wholesome breakfast
for herself and her mate who was sleeping in
while she went out for a jog in the brisk early hours of dawn.
You don’t need to know much more about her life
to know it makes complete sense
and it’s full like a cherry blossom tree in spring
a life that is earthed, but delicately lived
like a butterfly landing on a flower
I feel like I’m stepping into this Virgo consciousness.
The Full Moon in Virgo at a critical zero degrees is tomorrow.
As a Cancer-heavy, Balsamic Moon native, my body and emotions react to full moons worse than most, but this one feels different.
The seasons of life are changing.
The time to come fully into one’s own has come.
Ma Megha