The Crystal Ball
What do you see
By Mark Stigers Published about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
Photo by Joshua Bayliss on Unsplash
I am a pure crystal sphere.
I sit on a special stand.
Into me, people peer,
to see the future grand.
What is it that they see,
For there is nothing there?
They say things that will be,
when into me they stare.
Is it a trick of the mind,
to see things that will be?
To see into the depths of time.
Is a talent, you’ll agree.
I wonder, if it is cool.
or is it kind of funny?
Do they play them for a fool,
just to get a lot of money.
About the Creator
Mark Stigers
One year after my birth sputnik was launched, making me a space child. I did a hitch in the Navy as a electronics tech. I worked for Hughes Aircraft Company for quite a while. I currently live in the Saguaro forest in Tucson Arizona
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