Bee tastes nothing like licorice.
B is not the V in V-day-victory.
Be is the present precursor to cause.
Cause and effect.
Because.
Be is being.
Of the moment.
Perhaps the closest interpretation of truth,
of purity,
of perfection.
Both ethereal and solid.
A State of mind.
Something to aspire to.
A physicality.
Ever-changing.
B is the beginning of birth.
Birthday B-day.
Be….
Beside.
Bee.
The impossible flyer.
The bees knees.
So cute.
So benevolent.
Be stutters as it sings in repetition….
bubububububububu
When it says its name just once with
emphasis,
its vibration sails on the wings
of the impossible flyer
in a lingering hum,
being all it can be
and beyond.
Be……
                                                            --Rhea Giffin ©2003

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