The fool has wandered into the woods.
The magician’s wand ain’t been in use.
The high priestess lights the way ahead.
The empress ebbs life into my head.
The emperor whets his iron sword.
The hierophant always shares his word.
The lovers fit like a lock and key.
The chariot drives me across the sea.
Strength moves my tongue as I disaccord.
The hermit’s a friend in someone’s void.
Wheel of fortune blesses and befalls.
Justice always tends to my ego.
The hanged man sees art in sacrifice.
Death must happen to create new life.
Temperance is torn when doubt takes part.
The devil sits on my face at dark.
The tower’s shadow swallows up mine.
The star whispers the lost to align.
The moon’s forest is where I sally.
The sun illuminates the valley.
The judgement stares deep into my soul.
The world I’ll live in I’ve seen before.