Created: 4/16/2023

In the beginning, when time began,
A great being, with a master plan,
Crafted the stars and named them all,
And from their movements, the signs did fall.

The Ram was first, in springtime born,
With fiery spirit and horns adorn,
And Taurus followed, steadfast and strong,
In fields of green, where it belongs.

The Twins arrived in early June,
With minds quick and tongues attuned,
And Cancer, with its gentle touch,
Brings summer’s warmth, which means so much.

Leo, the lion, roars with pride,
As summer reaches its highest tide,
And Virgo, with its sharp mind keen,
Prepares for autumn’s changing scene.

The Scales of Libra, in balance, weigh,
The equinox, on the autumn day,
And Scorpio, with its stinging tail,
Brings passion and intensity without fail.

Sagittarius, the archer, aims true,
As winter’s chill creeps into view,
And Capricorn, with a steadfast climb,
Ascends to the mountain top sublime.

Aquarius, the water-bearer, pours,
Its wisdom on humanity’s shores,
And Pisces, with its fishy sign,
Ends winter’s grip with a watery line.

All these signs, with their own story,
Foretell the future and give us glory,
Thanks to the great being’s masterful art,
We chart the stars and keep them in our hearts.