Crystal Ball
Crystal Ball
There look I from the very depths of me
to levels where no one can ever know
and in the dark where only death could be
a little light fortells where life will go.
'Tis just a sphere of glass, a crystal ball,
to show the way into eternity
a dome of light, a refuge from it all,
fortelling what is always meant to be.
Then as I gaze into the deep of it,
all time's been frozen to the light I see,
and, mesmerized, I drift through space a bit
so free of all below, referring me.
The beauty I have found within this sphere
makes death's event a thing I'll never fear.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet
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