The Magician

This is a poem I wrote for the book I am working on.  Enjoy :)

I, The Magician

I bridge the spirit and the human.

It is not to say that I do not belong.

I am just the start, all of the beginnings.

Why rest at a home when I have eternity.

The serpent, the ouroboros, is my belt.

I wish not to brag about my power, myself.

I am foolish and worldly wearing red and white.

I do not contradict myself, only aid in necessity.

I have logic, I have skill, and I have the elements.

A top the table that sits here are the suits of the tarot.

The symbols earth, fire, water, and air are in my reach.

With my ability, manifest and create a cycle.

Control where you want to make your next move.

I promise to lend you my inspiration if you do for yourself.