Juno, Queen Of The Asteroids

Sing a song to Juno, the queen of the asteroids Ring a gong for Pluto, the whiz of the astral void. Hear a whispering wind blowing softly through the vacuum Sense the twisting memory of Juno's lavish perfume Astronomers ponder the lesion of her planet as she circles nearly each third year the sun. Astrologers wonder why her influence is so titanic with each title she possessed in her mythology. The elusive description baffles scholars and done is the speculation of her pompous regalia. Whittling patterns of history Matching the mystery of her paraphernalia inducting a sensual twist to her prophesy. With an ellipse guiding its chosen course we gather our focus so overwhelmingly gigantic. Juno, the mother of Mars and daughter of Saturn Jupiter adored her with his tumultuous voice. Giving exaltations as she protects our subtle turns with a sense of due respect as her modest choice. Peering through a gorgeous night Heavenly bodies steal the sunlight The eleventh dimension is where we interlace Happening beyond time and space Amorphous dust is scattered about across the Milky Way quite forthright. Many giant planets are forming, burning oscillating respectively in their kinetics turning in a cycle of eventually permanent orbits. Supernovas and galaxies are then transported Stars are born bursting incandescently. Others are dying and will be exported forward forming another inception, magnificently twinkling, radiating in a cosmic orchard. Sing a song to Juno, the queen of the asteroids Ring a gong for Pluto, the whiz of the astral void. The interstellar Queen awakes my scintillating fantasy Feeling secure within her gentle affection Protecting my emotions from worrisome paranoia Helping to disrupt the processes of agony Stimulating a most wondrous and positive aura We will radiate our internal warmth of perfection. Suspended unresolved and heeding reality we summon our secret prayers confidently to beckon the benign with their gracious predisposition. Ovidus had submerged himself in February's etymology awarding us all an art of understanding our passions. As Juno safeguards our matrimonial euphoria we rejoice in the naivety of a newborn's innocent psychology. As the infants dance with their patriarch in fashion Nature will blossom accentuating the romantic. Quasars and pulsars regenerate Juno's birth rite as the strings resonate through interspace. Commencing the ceremonial wonders she invites the serene, the calm, the tranquil and the commonplace. Imposing her impressive manner her compassion exudes with a most pleasurable phraseology. Flowing through a nebula is a melody so dynamic to tame her rugged edges as a beam crossed her face. Sing a song to Juno, the queen of the asteroids Ring a gong for Pluto, the whiz of the astral void. Glissading angelically, divinely enthralled, we light the candles of an ancient altar which employs our fate to navigate our praises to her with grace. Stupendously flabbergasted with the foresight of a genius we decipher the complexity of cosmology. Overcoming vibrations sound over a panoramic elegance releasing an ambience of gamma rays emitting solace to perfect our glamorous ideology. Spoken in limericks and riddles which rhymed enacting our internal process of cryptology we retire in recluse amidst her consoling delight.