ONE WAY TO UNDERSTAND THE NINE OF WANDS (Poem)
Years back, a friend who knew a great deal about plants and growing them explained how huge sweeping fires were actually necessary to the health of prairies. And how wild horses of the prairies would instinctively run back through the flames to the safety of the burned-out side. I was struck by a "Nine of Wands" feeling as I listened, and the poem below resulted. (For anyone not familiar with The Tarot, Wands are attributed to the element of fire.)
Maybe it's time to learn
from the wild horses of long lost prairies
and turn, leaping back through the flames
of your denial.
And there, on the other side of conflagration
plant your feet upon the fertile debris
and accept its burned-out peace.
Then rest, and wait for life to rise again,
drawn upward to the clearing skies.
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P. S. I'll address the Nine of Wands in my usual fashion in a future post.
Resource: Tarot.com's Deck Collection, you can view the entire deck here of many popular Tarots.
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‘til next time, keep enjoying The Tarot,
[aka: Patricia Kelly]
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