The wand is held up
And encircled by the moon
The shadows are filling
In the silhouette

The sequence of movement
Is locked in light
The animals are conjured
The moon gains intensity

The astral animal
Are formed by connecting
The stars even though
Light years separate them

The sky is opening
Tectonic plate
Like voices erupt
Planets converse

Comets cross the sky
These things are not lies
Symbolic otherwise
Holding too much truth
From this vantage
The wand runs between them
Making the connections
The lines are traced in the air

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