From a poet Astrologer

In the houses of the horoscope,

I arrange the planets like chess pieces,

Yet the configurations I desire never quite form !

At times Mercury, at times Saturn,

finds fault and alters the game.

Amid the constellations, wandering planets

sometimes wound me with retrograde, crooked glances—

sometimes scorch me, robbing all my light—

As though, in response to the ruin

of my mortal longings,

they dance with comets and meteors,

fulfilling the grand design

of the entire cosmos.—

Anurag Agnihotri

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