Experiment 86 Oberon

[122.16]
big, clear bubbles play atop a tranquil, turquoise sea
specks of atomized air fall like starlight from above.
thoughts and ideas consciously foam and form.
part of me knows what i have to do, what i can do.
it is time to share some stories;
dreams of blue stones and mirror magic
partially hiding, possibly protecting
and the writer never stopped writing..

[122.27]
one wonders if this gave me that tipping point needed
to truly empower this Project.
all these years of writing, pondering, dreaming quietly -
without courage to share, without will to solidify or crystallize..
truly the grace of a devic kingdom to
encourage all seeds to sprout forth and grow,
to take form and root, to reach
out of its seed-shell towards starlight,
to breathe life, to participate in life,
to recreate itself with all the elements at its disposal.
You are the pattern,
the Qabalah of Being,
the creative Spirit manifest.
Thank You.