My dear
This is for you.

The spirits of the sacred directions write
their golden book, as you do now.

A winged bull. A winged lion.
Swan and angel.

Each in peace, resting on elbow,
as they give full attention to the page.

The wheel sits between them – Lady Fortuna.
Not luck, but wisdom.

Above, a blue sphinx holds a sword, perched and
fully present.

His eyes gaze into yours.
Can you not see?

And below, with red back arched and arms by his side
in easy pose, the devil.

His ears are pricked – alert – but he is no threat to you.
Just a steady presence.

The serpent makes her way slowly down the western wall.

And where are you in this constellation of things?
Everywhere and nowhere.