Two of Swords
A tarot poem
Published in
3 min readMay 6, 2024
Blindfolded, alerted,
she cannot see
a violet storm brewing in the distance
but she hears
destiny’s thunderous beckoning.
Crackling, snaking,
electric current courses
side-by-side, her veins, beating
like a heartbeat with hers
causing hair to stand at attention.