The beginning and the end is naught
In the depths of consciousness
something new is sought.
A flower is alive within the seed
Earth, air and water will see it sprout
in the warmth and light of Spring.
Sun rises from the nadir
A new loop in the spiral of eternity
ensouls a spark with the lust for life.
It surges forward without fear
in the bright sunshine of a new day
unaware of the dark precipice.
The abyss that awaits foolishness
and swallows the careless intentions
of the incarnate.
Tread carefully for the shells
of materiality are hidden in duality
moulds making a false trail.
The womb and the tomb await
the return of the wandering soul
The Tarot Cards of Sarah Wheatley
See them http://sarahmagdalene.com/2014/12/22/the-fool/ here