J’ADORE BEOR

Once upon a time

was a Beor

The last of an almost extinct species.

He wonders

What is my value?

it’s a breath within my pineal

that was there before the Beginning

it’s a crisp sharp assessment

within my nervous system

Millions of years of stories

condensed within the lightness of a feather

The perfume of lost worlds

and unknown universes

This is the secret of Beor

and it’s value

J’adore Beor.