A blush… a mere blush
Can be aflush
With so much more
Than words can store!

And I think if words
Were blushing nerds
We’d have a noisy lore
Spun around every chore!

But a blushing dawn
Weaves its magic and is gone
Quietly… and before
The world becomes a noisy store!

The blush poem began as a comment on FB

The blush poem began as a comment on FB

Arvind Passey
21 July 2013