The oiled surface of the stand
shows each glossy glint,
a subtle river dripping infinite varieties
of the ways your life could go,
the ebb and flow of choices.
But this is only the decor of your life –
the support, the feelings,
the face you shine to make yourself
seem grander than you are.
Your heart is the crystal ball,
but there are no prophecies to be found.
It’s just the simple glass you look through
before then deciding
what your future
will be.
