Nine of Wands
The soldier keeps his vigil, though he appears at rest.
He is a patient guardian, strong and able for the test.
No need to seek a battle that may never come
His battle is within now, until the war is done.
His duty is to wait, to conserve and to defend
To stand long at his post, his battle scars to mend.
With the knowledge of the Hermit he awaits what might arise
And values now diplomacy; his wounds have made him wise.
Four of Swords
There needs to be a restful place, a quiet space
Between tasks of the mundane.
A retreat from needless worry, mindless hurry
And recovery from pain.
For if we do not take this time to clear the mind
And lay each sword to rest
It's certain that a longer sleep, the soul to keep
Will still the beating breast.
The Empress
Easy to create, but hard to sustain
Wanted or not
Life wants to be
As common as dirt, brought in blood and pain
The mother knot
Formed perfectly
Uniquely human, both sinner and saint
Reflection of
Divinity
Seven of Swords
The Hierophant
Dogma, tradition, law and rule
Ancient word and secret rite.
Headmaster of the sacred school
Chose by myth and God's own might.
More influence than royalty
Holy hand may bless or curse
And bound by fear and loyalty
Trusting masses fill the purse.
While you hold the keys of learning
And the power of the priest
You can't stop their hearts from yearning
For knowledge and release.
You represent the Deity
Acolytes fall on their knees
Unaware, in piety
That they, too, hold the keys.
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