pulled

last week,
the cards laid me bare:
the weight I carry,
the fog I’ve walked through,
the fire I’m becoming.

nine wands:
still standing.
tired, but awake.

the moon said:
you’ve doubted your own knowing.

the sun answered:
you were never lost,
just waiting to see yourself fully.

and now,
the emperor.

not a ruler out there,
but a voice within:
this is your life.
lead it.

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