I'd like to meet:
You are the World
Completion, Good Reward.
The World is the final card of the Major Arcana, and as such represents saturnian energies, time, and completion.
The World card pictures a dancer in a Yoni (sometimes made of laurel leaves). The Yoni symbolizes the great Mother, the cervix through which everything is born, and also the doorway to the next life after death. It is indicative of a complete circle. Everything is finally coming together, successfully and at last. You will get that Ph.D. you've been working for years to complete, graduate at long last, marry after a long engagement, or finish that huge project. This card is not for little ends, but for big ones, important ones, ones that come with well earned cheers and acknowledgements. Your hard work, knowledge, wisdom, patience, etc, will absolutely pay-off; you've done everything right.
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VESTALKA
Uspomeni VojislavljevojRim poÄiva... Mirno ćute i hramovi i palate,
Samo straže od liktora razbludnike gradom prate.I zahori pjesma strasna, pa u Äasu mre i tone;
Samo Tibar jasno Å¡umi i brzi se vali gone.A u hramu, gdje mramorni kip boginje Veste stoji,
JoÅ¡ Vestalka mlada bdije i za Äasom Äase broji.Al' kô tica zarobljena, Å¡to sa bolom i sa tugom
U mrežama hladnih žica za slobodnim Äezne lugom,Tako s bolom Äeznulo je mlado srce ruže ove:
Mila slika mladog momka grlila je njene snove.Pred mramornim svetim kipom kleÄala je mnoge noći,
I s molitvom šaptala je drago ime u samoći.Ona i sad za nj se moli i slatko mu ime zbori,
A pred kipom hladne Veste kandioce tiho gori.Al' Å¡to drhtnu srce njeno? Å to zablista pogled plavi?
U dubokoj polutami lijepo se momÄe javi.Doveo ga ulaz tajni, zaÅ¡titnik mu nebo bilo,
I on opet grli dragu, grli svoje Äedo milo.Na usnama usne gore, na srdaÅ¡cu srce bije;
Kroz okna ih mjesec gledi i nad slatkom tajnom bdije.Al' na srca koja ljube Äesto crni udes leti:
Pred boginjom Vestom hladnom ugasi se "oganj sveti".Moma strepi i blijedi, na licu joj rumen sa'ne
Kô jesenji cvijet kad umre i pod rodnu granu pane.Snagu kupi; hladnom kipu kô zbunjeno dijete leti
I bijelu ruku diže da potpali "oganj sveti".Ali kasno, sve je kasno!... Pred njom budne straže stoje,
U dubini tamnog hrama hor samrtnu pjesmu poje.Ona rukom srce steže, bolni pogled k nebu daje,
Pa kroz suze zadnjih snova milu sliku gledala je;Gledala je crne oÄi, kovrdžaste mile kose,
Kô što sveli cvijet gleda sjajnu zoru ispod rose.Gle, jutarnja svjetlost slazi, a dželati spremni stoje,
U dubini tamnog hrama hor samrtnu pjesmu poje.
