The last card to be built. The tower.
The tower appears to have a solid foundation, but look at the crown. It’s own fronds are forming lightening strikes. It’s berries have ripened to a deep cherry red, and are about to abandon the tree, and launch themselves into the air… to fall to the ground.
They’ll be dashed.
Or will they?
They’ll rebuild, new towers. Many new towers.
Permanency is an illusion. Be prepared for change. You may be about to be shaken.