Under the wheel -- the stone begins to gleam
A dance of blue and green like a dream
Every pass, brings a new surprise
Do I cut deeper or leave it to rise
Started with rough, a gamble, a chance
On my cabin machine - the opal did dance
N1 black with a flash of green
A treasure from lightning I've never seen
Where do you stop, when is it done
Each layer hides more under the sun
With every cut, the colours unfold
A gamble of beauty, a story untold
Polish the surface, the green came alive
But deeper within, could more colours thrive
I held my breath, afraid to destroy
The risk and reward, a cutter's coin
19 carats of magic and pride
But fear held my hand as I stayed on the side
Depth unknown, the mystery calls
But sometimes it's wisdom, not having the balls
Where do you stop, when is it done
Each layer hides more under the sun
With every cut, the colours unfold
A gamble of beauty, a story untold
The stone now rests, a tale half spun
Blue and green flashes that catch the sun
Gaz on the wheel, a cutter's refrain
Each opal's a story, it's beauty, my game