Women of the Zodiac – Capricorn

Capricorn - The Earth

The earth is the village where I was born;

Tinkling cow-bells filtering through,

A tender haze of brilliant blue,

Mangoes swinging from the trees

Scattered blossoms in the breeze.

Birds that knife through a silver dawn,

Breaking the stillness of the dew-wet morn.

She carries water from the well,

This lovely, golden, village belle.

With her pots of brass,

Her limpid grace,

I cannot help but stand and gaze,

For the rhythm of her lovely gait,

Has woven itself into my helpless heartbeat.

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