Sword of Wind

The gallop of swords through currents of air-

Winding streaks of blue

Cutting the sky to ribbons of clouds,

Arteries of air cutting loose

Wind storms on the mountains of knowledge

Deep in the core of stone are hermitages of belief,
Tall fortresses of certitude and attainment

That wise men stand on,

Withstanding the rain of wisdom

That falls from thunderous clouds of Aces

The Ace of Swords slicing the air

Until it bleeds with understanding, cutting through confusion,

Making radical decisions-

Unhesitating and decisive

As a warrior galloping to victory