Out Like a Lamb

The Magician

You came from
a mist
of seasons and smoke
through a
threshold
to enter my world

Your whisper
is soft,
of feathers and cloud
through a
wisp
of a silence unfurled

You ride on
the light
of planets and stars
through a
pool
of my oil paint, pearled


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April 26—Astrology or tarot—let a tarot card or astrological sign inspire a poem