Tarot


Searching, looking, wandering
We come
Dancing the patterns
Laid down by the centuries
Herbwomen, goodwives
Calling the mysteries of the ages
Encoded in pictures

Searching, looking, wandering
We come
The myriad meanings
Eternally the same
Yet different with each seeker
Each turn of the card
Unique in its answer

Searching, looking, whispering
We come
On careful cat feet
Questions crowding the air
Cluttering the mind
How will I...Shall I...Can I...
And always the answer
Spoken a thousand ways

Look to thine own soul
There you will find what you seek

And in spite of this
Searching, looking, wondering
We forever come


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