Tag: tarot

I am curious:
how much of this tale 
do you know for yourselves?

I am inquisitive: 
which part of it makes you need to 
live and breathe, and want to dive and delve?

I am aware there lies certain conditions of the body and mind, 
the pages whipping in the gust, 
their varied intent,
settling in, seemingly randomised.

Like her, he needed saving,
but it’s as though he calmly waited to be found,
the blow softened from another well-trusted, 
I’m whipping away their cobwebs, 
the path ahead is easy enough to find now.

It’s all set to be trodden upon,
won’t they reap what has been sown?
Certain pieces of this puzzle discarded, 
and others’ presence completely unknown. 

Now, the wild card,
rugged character, 
in the playing deck is quite uncommon, 
his frequency is not plentiful, 
and his presence here is never forgotten.
 
Thus, while searching for his twinkling stars, 
remember the constellations which have been
gazed upon
by millions and millions more, 
so appreciative from afar,

this player, in his rarity, 
his appearance, he is speaking, 
to me, to us, 
to you, to them, 
his relevance akin to a promising
three card spread,
a bright destiny which won’t stop calling. 

I yearn to provide some solace 
for ambiguity is what I’ve leaned upon, 
in time, many souls will repair themselves,
heart, body and mind,
the wild card smiles upon and with them as one.
 
There will be much motivation to spring forth
to allow progress to heal,
these facts are done and dusted,
more predictions to be told soon,
positive forecasts, will they bloom,
will they yield?

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