One drop of blood
infused in the oily liquid
in his Seer’s bowl
breaks the stillness
of his mind,
uncovering the truth
about  the man.

This drop reveals more
than a shock of silvery curls,
a rich velvet cloak
or the golden amulet,
sign of  an affiliation
with the ruling class,
ever will.

The blood speaks of
burning jealousies,
petty rivalries,
and busy scheming.
A smile lights up the Seer’s face
as an idea echoes in his mind
and his plan takes shape.

 

© november child
photo credit: wallpapercave.com
in response to: The Sunday Whirl Wordle #272
still/busy/curk/silvery/bowl/class/echoing/drop/jealous/velvet/oil/light
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