Power of the Crystal

Can a crystal sphere make the magic it weaves? Read like a book, as old as the reading of tea leaves Years and centuries, like paper they fold Stars shine, the ball glows, your fortune is told The gypsy's eyes twinkle as she goes into a haze A question mark it holds, as intricate as a maze Like fire, her eyes are set ablaze Be it good or bad, the future and past it keeps All marvel at the power, the answer can make even men weep Lies and betrayal are all thrown out Look into the crystal if you have a doubt