The Gravity of An Eternal Obit

The Gravity of an Eternal Obit David J Walker Scarlet, Red, Rust The colors of the Scorpio Whose path crossed the Capricorn both black and brown Woke to the uncharted space Between us The dance of ages The embrace of creation the planet of transformation Yours was the flower waiting to bloom I was the gardener of patience You were the physician in the Waiting room I was the emergency patient And now I am the moon Caught in the gravity of An eternal obit