'Tarot'
Like a radiance of beauty
That dwells inside a verse
The divine lotus flower
That lives to be eternal. . .
Having no bounds or envious of dwelling
Only pride may forebear to ever conquer. . .
Silently sleeping inside the tarot. . .
A fluidity of thinking. . .
The conscientiousness of thought. . .
A lengthiness of measure
T’is divine wisdom of love