The Tarot Star (a micropoetry series)

night lit
with angel stars—
I find the way

lost among
the shadow lights—
which path to take?

diamond sky
in the early morn—
I follow the river path

vessel upon vessel—
I drink from the cup of life

poured in two directions—
I follow the path that leads to home

cup of life
poured empty
drip by drip

source spring
sought from and found
from empty hopes

two sources:
the one you see
and the one you don’t

somewhere beyond
there lies the goal
you have not known

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