Ten of Swords

A poem about the significance of the most challenging tarot card

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Pierced through by the double-edged
nature of my own unconscious desires,
sharpened by the mind’s veiled will,
the power of Zero’s infinite potential manifested
through the agency of One
and the incessant whirling forth
of Self-Expression,

I have emerged,
from the old body
of ideas that served to imprison
me
within the vast world of delusion.

I have cycled through innumerable
trials and errors to now comprehend
the elements of making:
Force of will, power of emotion
and the organizing function of thought
woven together by the uncoiled
serpent energy

called Prana

and expressed
in all I create.

Free from the shackles of false belief
I know now that
I am no more my thoughts
than the prisoner is the prison
or the sky is the cloud
or the sea is the wave.