Brick by brick, a tower falls
from lightning strike: the gaze of God.
Stories smash toward distant rocks,
any cries or crashes drowned
by thunder that breaks stone.

The king who ruled near heaven
flails for safety but finds none.
His queen calls on her powers
yet her hands catch only clouds.
Their priest, for all his praying,
plunges with them toward hard ground.

All fall down, a mortal rain
through fired air, and none are saved.
Storm winds whip through ashy smoke;
leaden hail hits shattered thrones
and newly leveled earth.
 

The Hanged Man
Death
Temperance

The Devil
The Tower
The Star

The Moon
The Sun
Judgement

The World