Believe not in Astrologers
by Irving Karchmar 02.01.2005, changed 02.01.2005

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Believe not in the witch's curse,
Nor in sorcery of any kind,
The shaman seeks to steal your purse
And the voodoo man to steal your mind.

Believe not in Satanic spell
Seek not solace in the Gypsy's ball,
Planets will not the future tell
Nor black magicks one lost soul recall.

Believe instead in Love, my friend,
For by its harmony the world endures,
Without certainty, perhaps, but without end,
As proof, the moon ensures.

Believe in courage and desire,
Leave the mystery in life, my love,
Be gladly warmed by mortal fire,
Embrace the eagle and the dove.

For this I know by my heart's blood,
What we may be, may not be told,
Yet each of us, though born apart,
May each the others heart enfold.

Before this crystal truth, let each spirit stand,
That human hope and laughter are bought with human tears,
Yet we may walk in starlight, hand in hand,
And live, and love, and have no fear.

[Editor's Note: This poem was written by Irving Karchmarin 1985 - at a time of great spiritual upheaval in his life. He is also the author of Master of the Jinn: A Sufi Novel.]