Lion's Gate

The stars and planets
always point to Now.
This moment is the only portal,
ever leading back 
to earth, our true home, 
but deeper 
inside her body.
Here's the secret.
You don't need to go
anywhere else.
My astrologer gave up
when she looked at my chart
and saw the constellations
wobbling out of control,
neurodivergent planets 
zany as maenads
erasing trines and sextiles
like lines on water, 
exchanging aspects, bipolar masks 
of grief and exultation.
"You're just empty space!" she said,
"How did you do that?"
"Friend," I replied,
"awareness is a crystal
more solid that the sun,
more tranquil than Polaris.
Let everything dissolve
except the diamond
glistening between your nipples.
Learn to smile.
Laughter emancipates the stars
from the tyranny of thinking. 
Give up yesterday.
As for tomorrow,
it's already here! 

Painting: Lucie Bilodeau