A gypsy (fortune teller) by Meena Mustafa
A room I entered of fortune and dreams
A mystic world, now it seems
Hoping to find answers, I followed my heart
A gypsy woman to read my stars
She lay before me some scattered bones
And talked about ruins and magic stones
Then she gazed into the crystal ball
Getting some answers to her call
A vision of a dream, started to form
Shaping into reality as she performed
'Teller of fortune, holder of hearts'
'Tell me what lies beneath the cards'
She got some answers as mystery unfolds
Fear not for I see your heart is of gold
Good days are ahead so just behold!
You will find answers that I was told
The sky is your fortune; you'll find your way
Forget your sorrows and dream each day
Smell the flowers that bloom in the fields
So many broken hearts have healed
So fear no more and open up your heart
To a new beginning all from the start.
poem by Meena Mustafa
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