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Song of Praise


Divination is an essential part of the use of the Aurum Solis Tarot. The Song of Praise provided below in its full form is used in many rites of divination. Two of them are given here on the website. Other information can be found in the booklet that can be downloaded from this website.


“Wind of the Spirit, radiant Holy Pinacle!
Life of the living, evanescent breath.
Your Glory is eternal and your passing presence is felt by all.
Go, announce the return of the wanderers!”


Aphrodite (Venus)
“Doorway of vision fulfilled, bringer of dreams, forth to adventuring, sacred to thee are the red portals of dawn, sacred the emerald gates of the jubilant spring, Mother of deeds manifest, multiform: Mother of destiny!”


Aphrodite (2nd Aspect) (Taurus)
“Votary steadfast as stone, ardent as flame, stanchion of unity, Kin to that spirit divine fixed in the sun, self-spending, bountiful, Life of the fosterling worlds! So standest thou, pontifex-sacrifice, changeless fidelity!”


“Zephyr, or Boreas wild: which is thy breath, what is thy purposing?
Storm-flash or clear morning-rise, under what guise, hail we thy countenance?
Twain are the serpents of power, twain the august Thummim of prophecy:
Twofold thy praises be!”


Ares (Mars)
“Play of the Breath and the Word, Life and the Law, counterchange intricate weaving the ground of our days: this is our strength, this is our jeopardy.
Spirit oracular, tell: knowledge and love, will they keep unity, or, opposed, shatter us?”


Ares (2nd Aspect) (Scorpio)
“Nearest the heart of the seas watches the Fish, shimmering, nacreous, Moving with pulse of the tides, gliding far down under their turbulence, Crossing the fathomless caves, threading the lost hulls of the argosies—Shadow inscrutable!”


“Stone of the Patriarch's dream, pillow austere couching the wanderer, while between heaven and earth glorious Shapes came and went ceaselessly:
Hail to thee, Gate of the Worlds, column unhewn set for memorial, pointing the Arrow-road!”


“High and victorious, hail! Scarlet-bedraped, windows are thronged for thee, thee to behold, who behold'st but to achieve, victor who conquerest bBut to make whole, to fulfil: judge who sees truth! Hail, thou whose gonfanon leads the year's pageantry!”


“Youth everlasting art thou, timeless as light going forth silently, prince of the ripening grain, hand that creates, changes and fecundates, touching the stars that they blaze, touching the vast whorls of the nebulae, siring forth galaxies!”