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
Copyright © Ingrid Marroquin | Year Posted 2008
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