The Faering Glass

Who knows what you will see

Look into the Faering Glass
To see what you can see?
Perhaps the face in there
Is the one that you could be?
Carefully crafted of bronze and glass
By Aeons auld magician's care

Knights and Kings and heads of state
Gazed into the Faering Glass all night
Touched no heart nor made none wise
Still they saw the same old sight
All day long they just debate
And never can see the prize

Would that all men could see
Deep within our hearts
That we all are to blame
Perhaps it might be a tiny start
A tiny root of a mighty tree
Our needs are just the same