Be Dazzle
Two Zs
And I'm enamored.
The sound of Bees,
Of the confusion of twirling
Dizzy with emotion
The shiny glamor
Of bling.
Or the sedate humility of genius.
I see the shine of seashells
Glistening with suns refraction.
Water transformed, fizzy, sparkling.
Be warned of being dazzled
Taken by the shimmer without reflection.
When the glamor disappears
And the fizz goes flat
The humble seashell, the water that flows
And the wise genius, quietly retreat.
They rest in darkness and rise even with clouds
True to their form.
Let me know what bedazzles you. You can find me at http://www.abberolnick.com
