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The Capricorn Love Mystery
Now the chilling blasts of winter grow more insistent, forcing the experience-weary soul to symbolically retreat back into the haven of the family circle, to submit once again to the meditative, negative-feminine Night Forces.  On the Capricorn level of consciousness, for the fourth and final time, the soul feels the powerful vibrations [...]

“I AM”

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The Aries Love Mystery
The soul, symbolically newborn in Aries (although not necessarily in its first earthly sojourn), relates to dawn, sunrise, spring and Easter – or the resurrection from its “death” in the previous sign of Pisces.
In this first excursion into the Fire Element – this experience as the first of the three Cardinal [...]

Boris Pasternak. February.

 
Boris Pasternak (1890 – 1960)
 
 

 
 
February
 
 
February. Get ink, shed tears.
Write of it, sob your heart out, sing,
While torrential slush that roars
Burns in the blackness of the spring.
 
 
Go hire a buggy. For six grivnas,
Race through the noise of bells and wheels
To where the ink and all you grieving
Are muffled when the rain shower falls.
 
 
To where, like pears [...]

A Candle Burned

 
Boris Pasternak (1890 – 1960)
 
 

  
Winter’s Night
 
 
Blizzards were blowing everywhere
Throughout the land.
A candle burned upon the table,
A candle burned.
 
 
As midgets in the summer fly
Towards a flame,
The snowflakes from the yard swarmed to
The window pane.
 
 
And, on the glass, bright snowy rings
And arrows formed.
A candle burned upon the table,
A candle burned.
 
 
And on the white illumined ceiling
Shadows were cast,
As [...]

Measuring Silence…

 
Boris Pasternak (1890 – 1960)
 
A song from the film “Fate’s Irony”.
 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KjRbmBXywH4
 
 

 
***
 
There’ll be no one in the house
Save for twilight. All alone,
Winter’s day seen in the space that’s
Made by curtains left undrawn.
 
 
Only flash-past of the wet white
Snowflake clusters, glimpsed and gone.
Only roofs and snows, and save for
Roofs and snow – no one at home.
 
 
Once more, frost [...]

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