Tarot

A Poem by Laura Sparkle

Spirit in transformation,

it's time to face your fate...

Come, now, the Wheel is spinning

You have no time to catch your breath.

You are the Devil, crossed by Death,

Temperance crowning you, the Priestess is beneath...

Behind you stands the Tower,

The fears you have are silly,

Your hope is for the King*

Your family's the Pope.

Spirit in transformation,

It's time to face your fate.

Come, the Wheel keeps spinning....

Your Judgment awaits!

*King= Emperor

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Added on March 11, 2010
Last Updated on March 11, 2010

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