The Oracle Poem by Phil J Hambling

Evermore the oracle stands
And the magnets point to the outstretched hands
Of certain truth in shifting sands
And borrowed time that life demands
The bells of silence only toll for those that hear the feathered fall
Of unseen footsteps in the night
And stranded strangers holding second sight
The golden visions of infinite minds
Bound together with Fortune's signs
For the words of destiny the oracle tells
Where the fountain of the future dwells