The Fool

fool

The beginning and the end is naught

In the depths of consciousness

something new is sought.

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A flower is alive within the seed

Earth, air and water will see it sprout

in the warmth and light of Spring.

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Sun rises from the nadir

A new loop in the spiral of eternity

ensouls a spark with the lust for life.

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It surges forward without fear

in the bright sunshine of a new day

unaware of the dark precipice.

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The abyss that awaits foolishness

and swallows the careless intentions

of the incarnate.

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Tread carefully for the shells

of materiality are hidden in duality

moulds making a false trail.

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The womb and the tomb await

the return of the wandering soul

seeking  enlightenment.

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The Tarot Cards of Sarah Wheatley

See them http://sarahmagdalene.com/2014/12/22/the-fool/ here

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2 thoughts on “The Fool

  1. Victoria C. Slotto

    For me, this seems to be such an appropriate poem for the beginning of a New Year. The Fool speaks to me of potential. Good luck with your writing goals and I pray 2015 will bring you good health.

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