Talisman of Fate

In the palm of your hand, a secret world is revealed, A wooden talisman, etched with mystic symbols concealed. The circle of fate, a map to the unknown, A journey through the realms of the heart, to be made known. The intricate carvings, a story to be told, Of ancient wisdom, and mystic tales to unfold. The hand that holds it, a vessel of will, A guardian of the mysteries, standing still. The background fades, a blurred and distant haze, As the talisman takes center stage, in a mystic daze. The light that shines, a beacon in the night, Guides the way, through the darkness and the light. The wooden surface, smooth to the touch, Invites the fingers, to trace the mystic clutch. A symbol of power, a token of might, The talisman of fate, a guiding light.