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no family day

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we protect our candle lights at christmas eve
for some mortal sin we did
our love won't be singing this year
in the future we believe

no family day in the park
no counting stars in the dark
no guessing clouds in the sky
only years to wonder why

i can feel your fingers in my palm
i can hear you crying out for mom
and all the things we haven't done
had somehow already begun

eat the food, obsolete concern
breathe the water, the need won't return
blink your pearls, the sun is here again
feel my love, flow away
On the bleak landscape where the Tower stood, the Fool sits, empty, despairing. He hoped to find himself on this spiritual journey, but now he feels he's lost everything, even himself. Sitting on the cold stones, he gazes up at the night sky wondering what's left. And that is when he notices, nearby, a beautiful girl with two water urns. As he watches, she kneels by a pool of water illuminated with reflected starlight. She empties the urns, one into the pool, one onto the thirsty ground.

"What are you doing," he asks her. She looks up at him, her eyes twinkling like stars. "I am refilling this pool, so that those who are thirsty may drink, and I am also watering the earth so that, come spring, the seeds will grow," she tells him. And then she adds, "Come. Drink." The Fool comes to kneel with her by the pool and drink. The water tastes wonderful, like liquid starlight. "I can see you are sad," the girl continues, "and I know why. But you must remember that you have not lost all. Knowledge, possibilities, hope, you still have all of these. Like stars, they can lead you to a new future." Even as she says this, she began to fade away, like dew, vanishing. All that remains is a gleam that was at the center of her forehead. This rises up and up, until it settles in the night sky as a shining star. "Follow your star," the woman's voice seems to sing from that light, "and have hope." The Fool takes in a breath and rises. It is a dark night, a desolate land. But for the first time, he has a guiding light to show him the way. Distant as it is, it heals his heart, and restores his faith.


(text from: [link] )
(image: "Star" from "The Particle Tarot" by Dave McKean)
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Mutant-Knight's avatar
Very powerful poetry...

wonderful piece...