11Hawk eyes watch from between the pillars
The observer sees but not what it thinks it sees
A shaft of light makes the background
Obscured by the figure there
Something moves in that spotlight, but now it cannot be seen
Know it is the juggler who holds the sphere
Mirroring that of the keeper, she who holds another sphere
Within its centre is a message seen by the watching reflections
Like Gemini they seem the same who watch as orbs lift to the sky
Busy bees flit and flirt around them
Behind them the trees of another forest
And it is the maker who plays the hand
He who instructs the bees with purpose and with talent now
His hand holds the power;
the electricity to empower the network ...
It is his hologram which is the rapture
which holds attention away from the enchanter's isle ...
---Matthew James---
The observer sees but not what it thinks it sees
A shaft of light makes the background
Obscured by the figure there
Something moves in that spotlight, but now it cannot be seen
Know it is the juggler who holds the sphere
Mirroring that of the keeper, she who holds another sphere
Within its centre is a message seen by the watching reflections
Like Gemini they seem the same who watch as orbs lift to the sky
Busy bees flit and flirt around them
Behind them the trees of another forest
And it is the maker who plays the hand
He who instructs the bees with purpose and with talent now
His hand holds the power;
the electricity to empower the network ...
It is his hologram which is the rapture
which holds attention away from the enchanter's isle ...
---Matthew James---
