Virgo Season

A monument,

Tall, dark, solid.

She glides forward

For a better look.

Here, is history.

Here is knowledge. 

Here is potential. 

She runs. 

It is too much to know that it might be real. 

An arrow,

Quick, strong, determined.

She bares her chest,

Waiting to be struck.

Here, is fire.

Here is ambition. 

Here is strength. 

She decides

It is too much not to be pierced.

A blanket,

Warm, gentle, comforting.

She wraps it around her,

Breathing deeply. 

Here, is kindness. 

Here is affection. 

Here is trust. 

She smiles

It is too much to remember tomorrow. 

A hole,

Empty, shaking, deep. 

She wraps her arms around it,

Trying to contain it. 

Here, is loss. 

Here is sorrow. 

Here is uncertainty. 

She is. 

It is too much.