Nine of Swords

We do not see the world the way the world is–we see the world the way we are.

The Nine of Swords

Renata Lechner: the Millennium Thoth Tarot

The 9 of Swords Poem by Marv Machura (click for PDF Version)

Let the rain come down

From this cloud-filled sky

And storm-filled mind

To wash away those dark, cloudy

Thoughts resident, painful,

And blocking.

Let the curtains of clouds

And daggers of pain

Melt and dissolve

As if these wet drops

Were a shower of uric acid  

Removed from blood

Ready to cycle back

Pure, clean, and ruddy.

Let this rain cleanse the dark

And thick clouds of their weighty load

Lightening the sky

And heavy heart.

Marv Machura