Let your birth sign lie upon your chest,
Unity of character and fate
Now played out in fantasy and flesh,
A tableau to which readers may relate,
Reason and religion on a date.
Nor does this mean your reason has regressed,
Even if seduced by such a guest.
What faith might say is often reason dressed,
Yielding metaphors that illustrate
Exactly what no logic could suggest,
A time-encrusted truth by beauty blessed,
Retaining wisdom in its gnomic state.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
Video and Audio Music: Waltz to Death. By Sir Cubworth. Music free to use at YouTube.