The High Priestess

Revealing the Night

Opening the Magician

Down the Rabbit Hole
A poem by Mallory Kolb

You are a part of an unfathomable infinity
Twisting and humming into disarray
And yet perfect synchrony
You lose your mind
to find your soul
What once was dead
Is now whole
Prisms
Pulses
Lights
Down and down we go

The Veil

Neither you nor I know the mysteries of eternity,
Neither you nor I can read this enigma,
We can only talk on this side of the veil,
When the veil disappears, neither you nor I remain.

-Omar Kayyam

Uniting the High Priestess

Separation dissolving
Distances shrinking
Nurturing her
And the Enigma
A place to call home
Her heart can rest