The Chamber Of Secrets

That is the council?

A group of nine or so that needed three more to complete the tribes.

the twelve?

the nine in mind, reminds me, a star sign is indicative, but not exact.

As it was,

through the twelve,

you came alive,

a passage through the click,

making sense of when you arrive,

from the ripple you will flow.

Though, as a surfer, dynamite worries of segregation,

I am a part of the twelve, there isn’t a holistic view that wont allow for it to become you;

The spinning wheel,

The clicking Clock,

Ticking outside of her garment,

Then,

Back in.