Poem
Upon the precipice of fate, the tower stands tall,
Flames lick its foundations, it's destined to fall.
A beacon of hubris, a monument to pride,
No longer can the truth of the soul be denied.
From the ashes of ruin, the phoenix does fly,
A symbol of hope against a turbulent sky.
The revelation dawns as the old ways burn,
A lesson engraved for those willing to learn.
In the heart of destruction, a new seed is sown,
From the depths of despair, the spirit has flown.
The tower crumbles but from within comes the call,
For in the end, it's the rise that matters, not the fall.
Description
The Tower of Revelation speaks of sudden, transformative change and the dismantling of long-standing structures or beliefs. The card's imagery is dramatic, capturing the moment of upheaval when the old must make way for the new. This card often appears when the universe delivers a wake-up call, sometimes in the form of a crisis, forcing an unavoidable and often jarring transition.