The Orbuculum Spins

Spied in crystal a whirlwind beginsWith fate and fare the orbuculum spinsWhite fogged mirrors where futures adhereHidden within the confines of the sphereFortune-telling of that which is foretoldThe gifted performance a revelation to beholdClairvoyance an ancient art to the eyeSoaked in gypsy's blood they scryCast to the heavens the lovers before liarsAnd send down below … Continue reading The Orbuculum Spins