Astrologorama (sonnet & video)

From The Meaning / Part 13
Astrologorama
by Sara L. Russell (aka PinkyAndrexa)

In the dark loam of the night
where the hand of fate has sown the stars
good and evil, black and white
are stirred in heaven's scrying glass

The sun, the messenger Mercury
the moon, the glow of Saturn's rings
bestow or steal so randomly
pulling at mortal puppet strings

For we are all as thistledown
blown and thrown at fortune's will
how often has man looked up, to frown
on midnight stars, so bright and still?

Can the heavens be to blame
for every chance adversity
every stumble into shame
each missed opportunity?

In the mantle of the night
where the hand of fate has sewn the stars
twists of fortune, acts of spite
are blamed on heaven’s scrying glass

And all is translated by modern seers
into conflicting horoscopes
in newspapers - and present fears
are translated into future hopes.