Hard Rain (10 of Swords)

Ten of Swords (10 of Swords) – Delusion Tarot
Tears paint salty paths down my cheeks
Blood rushes in my ears
Like the sound of hard rain beating down
Violent sobs convulse me
It is all I can do to breathe
I am immobilized by my devastation

Why me?
Why now?
Why this way?
Why at all?
What have I done to deserve this fate?

My life has walked off a cliff
And is now decimated on the sharp rocks
Espoused to the violent sea
There is no place lower than this
There is no pain deeper than this

I raise my face to the sky
It is painted in the softest, light-kissed pastels
Rays of the setting sun arch up from the horizon
The beauty delivers me from my inner torment
Long enough to remember this pain will not last forever
This trauma is not an end of me
But a door into a new beginning for me

I am reminded that to appreciate the beauty of the light
One must experience the depth of darkness
And when I'm ready
I shall emerge a new version of myself
Scarred and tender
But wiser and smarter for it

-gws


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