In the deck of cards, there lies a symbol,

A figure shrouded in mystery and awe,

The Death tarot card, ominous and

solemn,

It heralds a change, a shift in the law.

It’s dark cloak billows in an unseen

breeze,

A skeletal hand reaches out with finality,

A white rose blooms beneath its bony

knees,

Symbolizing rebirth, a new reality.

Death comes for all, it spared no soul,

But in its wake, new life begins to grow,

The old must die for the new to unfold,

It’s a cycle we all must come to know.

Embrace the change, the Death card whispers,

Let go of what no longer serves your

soul,

In the darkness, find the light that

glimmers,

And allow to once again be

whole.

So fear not the Death tarot cards grim facade,

For within its shadows lies a promise

bright,

Of transformation, growth, and dreams unmarred,

Guiding you towards your inner light.