From The Daily Post: You’re tasked with creating a brand new astrological sign for the people born around your birthday — based solely on yourself. What would your new sign be, and how would you describe those who share it?
To be born of the Tower
Is not something of bliss
Its meaning is in struggle and in sweat
And laboring long for an ounce of meaning
May leave others to whine and to fret.
But not so for Towers
For their life is in building
A spire to match that of the stars
Pursuing this maxim, this shell of a dream
In itself leaves invisible scars.
For as with great towers
Of the world or the mind
They are beauty when standing alone
Such truth is abundant when speaking to one
For their hearts, like their crafts, can be stone.
Perhaps it’s a shame
To be born under Tower
Why not something that can sing or can fly?
Because the Tower is formed with its focus all shown
In its shape, the indomitable I.