Some people are constantly teasing me
for defending what is true.
But I identify with my star sign,
and that’s what we Leos do!
In our own times many folks regard it as
improper and uncouth –
this absolutely relative, quixotic
quest for capital Truth!
My life’s a perambulatory circuit
back to a deathless pyre.
It’s exhausting, ambling back to discover
those sources of fixed fire!
It’s been nice to pretend that I’m tireless,
immune to fatigue and rage.
But I’ll suffer them both if I don’t slow down;
for the lion doth age,
and I know it’s time to slacken the tempo
on my leonine Tao.
It would be profane to move any faster
than I am moving now!
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