When Planets line up on the 25th

When Planets line up on the 25th

When planets line the sky,

Wonder unfolds,

No need to ask why.

They drift in place,

A cosmic scene,

A dance, serene,

Unseen, yet felt.

Is it a mystical show,

Or a truth to know?

A whispered moment,

Still and clear,

A fleeting sign,

We hold dear.

Chance or fate,

A glimpse we can't ignore.

When gathered bright,

The universe seems right.

Shadows cast in endless night,

They chart a path,

In brilliant light.

Each glow ignites dreams,

Mysteries in shimmering streams.

In patterns, stories unfold,

Of wonders, vast and bold.

With each alignment,

Fate takes flight,

A cosmic dance,

Through the night.