Tarot Deal Meditation Poem 2

When shuffling and dealing the tarot cards for myself I often find that I’m composing a poem in my head.  I find it a very grounding exercise and a soothing invitation to meditation and intuition:

 

One for the water that draws me here.

One for the earth that I hold dear.

One for the fires that refine fear.

One for the air whose winds must steer.

 

 

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