Another in my sequence of Tarot related poems...
The High Priestess
In her hands, Mary took up the Torah
As a living scroll, an incarnate avatar
She mirrors a form in becoming divine
But as yet, still concealed, sublime
Queen of the Universe, a borrowed light
Reflected in the moon by night
Bride and mother in this place
Adorned in gauzy flowing lace
A vision of the mystic way
Incense rising here to pray.
scriblier - to scribble - *scriblier - to scribble* *Présent* jé scribl'ye tu scribl'ye i' scribl'ye ou scribl'ye jé scriblions ou scribliez i' scribl'yent *Prétérite* jé scribly...
18 hours ago