Ramadhan - Creativity Thirteen

Thirteen Day

Star Chamber

Star chambers on Earth.
The moonshine enters the round chamber of stone,
A rounded ceiling and a blue glow on the curving sides.
The fresh moon, a giant, centered perfectly outside the window,
The small window in the star-chamber, with its delicately curving, arched top.
The window is showing us a blue sky.

What time is it? It could be any time in the endless night. It is infinity time.
What is the feeling? The feeling is union and yearning and turning to dust before God. Exploding into non-physical atoms and hovering as a soul, as a star, in the center of the chamber.

And now it's not the moonshine inside that glows, but your star-soul. Hovering in the center, making no noise, doing something bigger than smiling, emanating something larger than local-love, whispering something quieter than night.

Look at it hover. Look at light.

The round, igloo-shaped chamber is located amidst a long wilderness of sand. From miles away the stars light, bursting from within the chamber, can be seen. On the distant, flat horizon that brave travelers are privileged to see, all the way up to the sky above, where the old stars look down in awe at a starry soul. Freshly annihilated human, newly anointed star.

Y.Misdaq, Ramadhan 13, 1427