Invitation To A Student Of Tarot

a poem

This is a fortune telling system, a magic book,
a diagram of human life and soul wherein your intuition
speaks the truth your self can never know or soon forgets.

Here is the classic deck of picture cards,
the old city of 78 squares, the ancient map drawn
up as though life were an ever-shifting game of 78
tiles whereon each human token at each moment falls.

In this book of pictures, poetry and prose
you will come upon a certain numbering of roads,
a careful survey of the gods and men in their abodes,
a full accounting of the ancestor odes.

Naked, clothe your self in daring
and simply touch the flow of an infinite
and ever-present moment which you know is now;
feel at once the night and morning; thus come to be
like a dolphin touching echoes in the ever-present sea.

Ask a question, touch a page; there study what
good fortune and your own eye have to say. To learn of
life just ask for guidance; your own hand can point the way.

If you wish now, come with me; stand upon
my shoulders as I walk the sea. Repeat the journey
trod when you were young; hearken to the tale from
your own tongue. At every marker stone embrace the view;

Comprehend the truth and speak it new.