Uncouth Beliefs

With the ushering of every New Year

My first instinct is to scramble for the Tarot

In a bid to allay hidden fears

By gaining insights into the unseen tomorrow


Life on the cusp of major transformation

Headlines of some intuitive experts scream

Various transits at cross-purposes in constellation

Of impediments others caution and shatter dreams


Natal charts, position of Sun and Moon

True, the study of celestial bodies is a science

Few trust the interpreter of fortunes

Many a sceptic reject from their conscience


Every word of the Soothsayer I closely scan

As if it’s the gospel truth

Trying to find resonance with life, wherever I can

Naysayers disregard and find my beliefs uncouth


Aren’t these predictions mere guidance?

To chart through complex trappings that life bodes

Foretold by tapping into the cosmic influence

But the path you actually tread, determines how life unfolds