tarot for fun – sceadugenga

25apr22 || VII Cups

sit back
and consider
what is illusion
what is real
choose with wisdom

learning to lose
the weight of mind
with practice
wings will catch thermals
and real flight begins

all a'tempest
storms brew within
drawn to dark woods
to forage a new self
& begin again

pick pick picking
at
threads in the weave
trying for perfection
time to chill the fuck out

this robe is not mine
embracing aether too tight
step aside
withdraw
kiss the night

disengaged:
both work & play
taste like cardboard

trees
are what i
need

behind mountains
of stubborn stone
an untapped
wellspring

what is the source?

no one has bothered
to know

we drink
from the same
well of inspiration
sharing
everything we are
so everyone
tells the best tale

electric to my fingertips
stretching out
to touch tomorrow never knows
and not giving a damn

step into tomorrow
after contemplating completion
phase in with new
and begin begin again