Saturn Return? Old habits die, new ones form

Saturn returns. Shadows lengthen, old ways fade. Habits crumble, like brittle leaves. Responsibility’s weight, a heavy cloak. A lonely reckoning, in darkened rooms.

Pressure mounts, a silent force. Fears surface, like hidden stones. Limitations bind, with icy chains. Changes loom, a shadowed path. A lonely test, of inner strength.

New seeds sprout, in barren ground. Routines form, in quiet hours. Discipline’s call, a distant hum. Purpose sought, in shifting sands. A lonely journey, to a truer self.

But whispers warn, of heavy tolls. Old patterns fade, to empty sighs. Growth’s path winds, through shadowed vales. A lonely soul, seeks lasting peace.