Poem - Signposts
Apr. 12th, 2016 11:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kokopelleOne of the many things I do is read cards. I don't do it actively now, but for several years I used a Cosmic Tarot deck as my primary tool. The poem “Signposts” reflects on some things I've observed as a reader.
Signposts
The cards do confess what may come to pass.
The reader intuits the picture's meanings.
Don't mistaken their cues for fixtures of fate.
The veil is still thick when lifelines conflict.
Give time it's fell due, the mystery persists.
The window is small when cards are at play.
Mere months may be seen, if all hold their course.
To know is to change events close at hand.
The cards ask the querent to heed what is shown.
To leap or to dodge matters more in the long.
The moods of the mortal have weight more than gods.
Signposts are fluid when intention holds strong.
© 2016, Sean Green. All Rights Reserved, 20160412.
Signposts
The cards do confess what may come to pass.
The reader intuits the picture's meanings.
Don't mistaken their cues for fixtures of fate.
The veil is still thick when lifelines conflict.
Give time it's fell due, the mystery persists.
The window is small when cards are at play.
Mere months may be seen, if all hold their course.
To know is to change events close at hand.
The cards ask the querent to heed what is shown.
To leap or to dodge matters more in the long.
The moods of the mortal have weight more than gods.
Signposts are fluid when intention holds strong.
© 2016, Sean Green. All Rights Reserved, 20160412.
