They knew not whither;
But, at any rate, success or calamity
Would attend all in equality.
Giorgio de Chirico
The charioteer climbed down
from his cab to contemplate his wheel,
stuck in a rut.
He carried a single passenger – the World –
who leant from his seat to offer wisdom:
“Those with their eyes fixed only
on a destination, fail to understand the journey.”
But the driver spat in the gutter
and cursed his Fate.
“I was not born to stand still.”
Words Count with Mama Zen
I drew a tarot card yesterday and today - The Chariot and The World - and, although both readings seemed exceedingly inept in my current circumstances, I could not resist a return to my Tales of Tarot.