The poet wrestles the lusty old goat,
not a creature living outside herself,
but the evil, perverted spirit within.
Chained to this all-father archetype
she chooses money over happiness,
where cash buys her sex and power.
Where her wild, hedonistic appetite
eats up the world, yet loses the soul.
It’s never too late to regain freedom
for the heart hungers to be released.
Let us remedy our spiritual injuries
the way we nurse physical wounds.
Meditate on this card until you feel
compassion flow within your being.
He who thrashes in chains of desire.
He who wants to break all the rules.
Upturned, your heart will revitalise
with love, courage and compassion,
as we release deep fear and anxiety
and discover Buddhist detachment.
No longer seduced by money, fame,
or the stony shoulder of a narcissist,
we escape the desire that constrains
by staying true to the goal of liberty.
Let us not scapegoat the cruel Devil,
the enslaving, harassing inner bully.
Instead the poet must take full reign
of her self-hate, fear and addictions.
Confess that short term gratification
brings only continuing dependence.
Know her incarceration is voluntary
as she approaches the falling Tower.
Copyright © Deborah Gregory 2016