5.The Vesica Tempest
Divida et impera!
The blade slices the Goddess
Firmly She handles the scythe
Mars bellows with lust for blood
The knave wanders forgotten
With maniacal laughter
The skies draw frenzied images
Of the prime cleavage
Ascribed to Her chest
Daleth grows new petals
Ever upward
With immense thrust
The doorway opens
As a uterus of the Goddess
A pentagram reverts
The sun is reborn
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