The Fool begins a journey without end
A journey that’s forever and a day
To find true wisdom and perhaps a friend
Bewrayment are the words he’ll never say
Delirium and frenzy are his dance
A solitary dance to find a song
But if your paths should cross by circumstance
He’ll call to you to come and sing along
I know we’ve all been called at times to sing
And dance the tarantella like a fool
Perhaps he really thinks that he’s the king
And everyone must bow before his rule
His Highness is the Fool that we all know
Wherever he proceeds, we all must go.
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Image by Pamela Colman Smith (16 February 1878 – 18 September 1951)