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The cards wanted to sing to me.
I wanted to open the portal
to the possible,
and what I had to know.
Each card was a window,
into another world.
They showed the possible.
The were keys to
the mystery that was life.
They filled my world with
Fire, Water, Air and Earth
Wands, Cups, Swords and Disks.
I went to them,
and took them from
within silk and wood.
I held them and asked
what I needed to know.
Then I lay them down,
and read what they
had to say to me.
* For Trevour Strudwick for the title of this poem and the teachings behind it.