Aimed at Antares

Gamma Sagittarii orange, brighter than the sun the tip of my arrowhead vengeful, deadly does glow; see Delta Sagittarii, the center of my bow; See Lambda Sagittarii, and Epsilon, the brightest– northern and southern parts of my magnificent weapon, a sure killer. Chase you across the Heavens I do, aimed at Antares, bleeding Scorpion heart.Continue reading “Aimed at Antares”