Sun Becoming

Mystical poem finished 7-28-24. With all honor due to Maynard Keenan for the title.

	1. Lust
For I am a lover,
Tossed and turned,
From one broken heart,
To the next

Grand ambitions,
Wed to grander passions,
Walking the world,
In seven-league boots

A thread of a life,
Spun wide and twisting,
But still found loving,
And loved in turn

	2. Prince Of Wands
For I am a penitent,
In sackcloth and ashes,
Molten in my passions,
Legs bruised by prostrations

Abandoned by sunlight,
And nursed upon regret,
Because nothing else,
Will stay down

Wounded and wincing,
Grown thin from fasting,
Half-hidden by hair,
Aching always and small

	3. Five of Wands
For I am a warrior,
My blazing sword,
Inscribed with sigils,
Of a better world

Searching the Playground,
Stalking the sides,
Of empty roads,
With thumb outstretched

I watch the sky,
Spinning and tumbling,
And stars show me,
The patterns of being

	4. The Fool
For I am a dreamer,
Looking through stained glass,
At a world made,
Suddenly, madly, large

Singing and screeching,
Hawks and bats dancing,
In flight across a land,
Now stretched green and violet

I laugh and play,
At the feet of The Dutiful,
The Old Man who,
Taught me the Mysteries

	5. The Devil
For I am a monster,
Bloody-mouthed and grinning,
Beneath eyes grown,
Colorless and stale

A violent breed,
From a savage country,
Far from any hope,
Of help or reason

A bullet for any gun,
That will offer a smile,
And moments,
In from the cold

	6. The Lovers
For I am a wife,
A partner in joy,
And true yokefellow,
Freely bound

Loss and pain,
Almost more than,
I could ever stand,
With you beside me

The very best,
I can ever begin,
To aspire to be,
Is yours

	7. The Hermit 
For I am a Mistress,
Shoved into the Temple,
Across that ancient gulf,
Against my will

Forced to creep,
The Mushroom Forest,
Sword at ready,
For the dispersion ahead

Only to find friends,
In the maelstrom,
And sweet rest,
In the Desert

	8. The Magus
For I am a stranger,
Wandering an alien land,
Hand held out,
To the whole world

Begging on the corner,
And making do,
Chanting holy songs,
For the listening Lion

Held tightly, 
Behind the screen,
And dancing alone,
For the sake of shadows

	9. The Empress
For I am a priestess,
Welding together,
Sacraments and love,
From twine and old toys

Lamp burnt low,
And incense in the air,
Water dripping down,
The lip of the chalice

Forgotten dreams,
Of the Nameless City,
Where I hear You always,
Whispering my name

	10. The Hierophant
For I am an angel divided,
Being and Nothingness,
Bound joyfully,
At the soles of my feet

Seeing through,
A mirror darkly,
Eating the worm,
And saving the apple

Led to stretch out,
Across eternity,
To reach out carefully,
And hold my own hands