The poet finishes her Fool’s Journey
by penning liberated love to Sophia,
she who holds the shape of the Soul.
At last she greets the Great Goddess,
Ancient Mother embodied in matter.
May Her spirit always shepherd us,
may we ever move in Her direction,
find Her arms and peaceful embrace.
Help us to show up, be who we are,
to discover this is our gift for others.
Guide our light to the anima mundi,
let our legacy be every life we touch.
As Persephone returns, so must we,
yet never will we forget the journey.
She who holds the staff of true light.
She who sees how to direct her soul.
Reversed, there is no happy ending,
no golden flowing moment or relief
as she defeats herself on her last lap.
More delay and frustration abounds
as she starts running the wrong way.
Crushed and with things left unsaid,
she feels small, stifled and far away.
How can she love if she’s not there?
Resting at the peak of the mountain,
she scans the scene to see life below
shaped by highlands and waterfalls.
Everything has unified, in her hand
the unending red ribbon of eternity.
The poet greets the Fool in her heart
and leaps out into timeless stardust,
awakening the dream of the cosmos.
Copyright © Deborah Gregory 2016
Dear Poets and Dreamers,
Thank you all so much for your wonderful friendship and inspiration throughout my Tarot Fool’s (Poet’s) Journey these past six months. Please know that I’m deeply thankful for all the kindness, generosity and numinous insights you’ve so willingly shared with me along the way. It’s been an extraordinary time and a sacred journey I couldn’t have made without you. Here at journey’s end (the beginning!) I sense it’s time to return to the Natural World, take a break from poetry to dance in the beauty and splendour of Summer. I will miss you all, each and every one and miss writing too no doubt. Please accept my deepest gratitude for joining me on this incredible journey.
Blessings always, Deborah