BENOI JEWELS
Calm spirits and bright eyes belies age,Criss crossed lines their faces, crow’s feet intersecting albatross’s wings,Embeded skin, the map,
Mirrored reflection of these men’s routes, They’re interested in everyone and everything, Children respond to their spirits,And animals relax in each presence,Women love them and men want to be them, Whisperers to the world,Plants bear buds by their breath,And butterflies land on their nose,Born of quiet obsession,To dream, to discover gems and stones Creating the finest, most beautiful jewelry, Adorning women of the world.Hanging as wet silk,So comfortable they forget to remove at evenings end Possibility is present, wherever they go,They see light in everything, alchemists as are, bedding poetry and pragmatism under same blankets, Born of I & IItaly and India, their colors collide,Travel the world so bright,Always, a compass to find,A book to sketch, drawing quick, as birds in flight, Pockets of pearls and precious gems,And always some space for new finds,Where ever they be,We are memory merchants,We are Benoi
