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Knight of Wands
The herald on horseback brings tidings
Message opening out of many things
But to bring a word of sorts, not war
Armour is dignity, and nothing more
The wand is held as a banner here
To proclaim the knight is drawing near
At speed, in haste, and always moving
There is no permanence, no improving
Simple motion coming from without
Can cause disruption as he comes out
Into full view, while in the distance
Pyramids speak of permanence
So far away, so unlike the speed
Which seems to be his greater need.
The Queen of Wands
The lady sits upon the throne
Her future open and unknown
In calmness, serene with dignity
Her eyes gaze out and meet with me
Sunflower growing not far behind
Mirrors her aspect, gentle, kind
Her staff of rule, of silent power
To open up, embrace and flower
The black cat is sentinel before
Her love within her hidden lore
Upon her head a gilded crown
And clad in simple golden gown
She gives forth life, calls forth love
In sweet harmony, my ladylove.
The King of Wands
Garbed as a lion, with a decorated cape
Upon his shoulders down does drape
Nobility lies in the office, not the man
Who but lives it out in his lifespan
A wooden wand in flower blooms
Is held by hand, as his heirlooms
Authority is vested in him, not his own
Sitting honestly upon his throne
The King is the title, not the name
As the Coronation does proclaim.
The Magic House of Wands
Master Hand now corresponds.
Within the magic house of wands
The wand is green blade rising
Illusion here also surprising
A stave to fight in battle well
Many aspects herein dwell.
At first as seeming, but also
Master Changer making so
To cast a spell and here to see
To bind the threads reality.
The Fool
Appearing in his way to move to death
A precipice before him in hairs breadth
The white rose in his hand held high
Will he fall down, or will he fly
And step out into space, beyond all
As he strides forward, dainty, tall
To walk perhaps upon the very air
This is his mystery, his wondrous flair
His wallet on his stick, his head upraised
Here is the cipher, the fool, and we amazed
At motley harlequin who comes and goes
And never reveals, and never shows.
The World
The cosmic dance of all creation
Here in her glory, bare in elation
The world as we see her living form
Gaia revealed here as the norm
The joy of living nature that should be
When not the shadow that we see
But a harmony of earthly paradise
A new creation that will suffice
Four creatures sing in harmony
Of this, time’s final destiny.
The Last Judgement
The Angelus sounds one clear note
That marks for death an antidote
This is the crisis of the end of time
Embodied for the new springtime
Judgement calls for all to rise
Significance concealed verifies
But cannot reach all meaning now
Only that this is promised as a vow
That those that die will rise again
Wonder, adoring, this Amen.
The Sun
The sun gazes in serenityDaylight reveals clarity.The naked child is innocentPersonified, in symbol sentTo show to us the path to goWith purity as white as snowUpon the white horse, all fear alloyBecome as a child, simple joyThis is the simple wisdom hereIn such moments is no fearAbove the sun shines calmly onHere is Eden’s prolegomenonA great and holy light in allThe light before the fallAnd yet to be in restorationUnfolding in imagination.
The Moon
The moon beams down, reflected lightThe going forth in the moon at nightIs here the wolf, and here the dogPassion revealed in analogueThe beast within behind the mindThe animal part of humankindThe scorpion rising from the deepsThe moon reflects, her counsel keepsThe mind controls the lesser formsBrings back the calm, and here transformsBetween two towers, the unknownThe path leads on, in undertoneA harsh face is here beheldMind in moonlight, love expelled.
The Star
Beauty, bare and naked, kneelsSeven white stars above, such sealsBy greater star whose golden aspectShines down upon her genuflectShe kneels on land, one foot on waterOf purity, this is so much worthierOf delight in vision, of truth unveiledOf adoration, this entailed,Undying beauty, this beholdA star so warm, to thaw the coldAnd inner light tells out of peaceWith such perfection not to cease.
The Tower
Babel reaching to the stars is struckBy lightening, a symbol of bad luckThe tower falling down by nightFigures leap to death in sightThis is the ruin of the House of WeOurselves in arrogance cannot beBecause upon this building’s formIs mind consumed in firestormThe man is falling to lonely deathAnd cries in agony, in dying breathThe woman falling silent, alonePlummets downwards like cold stoneSeparation here does fall apartTower falling, breaking heart.
he Devil
The Horned Goat, with bat-like wingsEvil with him now he bringsA blessing reversed in altered wayWhat is unsaid, and not to sayA countenance of terror’s blightEyes that cast fear in their sightThe pentagram is upside downAbove his darkly menaced frownAnd down beneath his grim domainAre man and woman, bound in chainThe occult from the astral planeHere is darkest in his reign.
Temperance
The eldila shines in angelic formIn harmony, it does conformPouring living water from one chaliceinto another, thesis and antithesiswith one foot on earth, one on waterThis is temperance in alternatorThat combines and harmonises allMind and matter entwines installBalance rises upon its wingsThis the angel voice now singsBut unsmiling, controlled in poiseTemperance, but here no joys.
Death
The black knight rides upon the field slowly onBeneath the visor, the sightless sockets here uponGaze from a skull, the bony hands hold the reignsAs it moves relentlessly over all remainsThe king has fallen beneath his deadly paceFor none can live and see him face to faceThe child is cowed on bended kneeFor there is no escape, no place to fleeBlack armour on a white charger moving hereThe maiden falls, turns away her face in fearHe clasps the banner signed with mystic roseA sight of final ending now bestowsAnd now the Bishop prays, awaits his endFor there is no halting, no way to defendTransit moving over all the earthOnly in the distant sun, rebirth.
The Hanged Man
Upon the cross of wood, but upside downAn aura round my face, like a crownI hang here, not dead or dying nowBut just dangling down upon the boughYet not in life, but displaced in timeThis is suspension so unknown, sublimeEntrancement veiled beneath my sightI see the beyond, the infinite.
Justice
Upon his throne, and between two pillarsHere is the mightiest of arbitratorsJustice adorned in crimson robesWith searching mind that ever probesThe foundation of organic lawWherein his mystery he once sawThe balance of all human kindEquilibrium now here we find.
The Wheel of Fortune
The Wheel spins in the midst of skyFour creatures around its edge do flyThe flux of human life in motionTurning key in activationProvidence revealed in the fluxAs it spins in vast epochsThis is the riddle of the SphinxHow each moment fits and linksThe serpent crushed beneath its frameTime is an ever consuming flame.
The Hermit
The Hermit bows his head in thoughtIn contemplation of all and noughtIn appearance seeming aged and infirmAnd yet he belies this, standing firmUpon the mountain peak aboveSilence looks down on mortal lovePast the seven ages of mankindAnd holds a light to heal the blindWithin the star is shining brightOver the earth, it casts warm lightCalls to follow in rising from belowSaying where I am, you may be also.
Fortitude
Life shines over her, gives hidden strengthThat although the days increase in lengthShe bears them in fortitude with virtueSubdues the roaring lion beneath anewBring flowers from her gardening daysUnion with mystery, that she praysTo take upon herself a sweet yokeLet justice rule, emotions chokeThis is Divine Law higher stillEmerging strength in all its will.
The Chariot
The conquering hero returning from the warsIn all victorious as conquistadorsTwo Sphinxes draw his chariot onWhite and black give riddles uponWhich he replies with rational mindBut to that mystery, he is blindCannot see beyond the visible lightTo realm of invisible, much more brightBut hidden from conquest of logicNot reducible to algebraic.
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