A gypsy girl with long black hair
and dark brown eyes
invited me in
and she was rather more pretty
and younger 
than I expected her to be.

It was as if she had been waiting 
especially for me
and while the sun 
was setting in the west, 
a few candles burnt
in the caravan
almost romantic, 
but adding to the mystery.

I wanted to know
what she charges
and what services she provides
and I was completely shocked
when she answered me: 
“for you it is free.”

She took my both my hands in hers
and their was electricity
and a very strange intimacy.

Very accurately she told me
about my life up till then
and said things
that no one can just figure out, 
including that I have to forgive you
for leaving me for a friend.

Much more strange was
that she knew my name, 
and date of birth, 
about the dreams of war
that troubles me.

She flipped a tarot card over
depicting strength, 
raw power, tremendous force, 
of a saint or warrior
overcoming a lion.

Said that my rune
is Fehu which is
the Norse symbol of wealth
and depicts cattle
that reproduce and return
and wealth that at times perpetuate itself.

I smiled at this, 
since my path at times
were full of hardship, 
but who really knows
what the future holds
and that woman 
certainly had powers
that I could not comprehend
and I wonder still
from where she gets
her knowledge?