Glamour

I wonder why 

Some have

A hunger 

To be rich and famous

In the sense of 

Drowning 

In money and applause

I wonder if 

Finding yourself

In glamour

Might be like

Surfacing from a dive

To find a veil of ice

Blocking you 

From the sun

Maybe the trick

Is to know 

When to pause

To see if you are skating

On thin ice

And find 

Your way

Towards yourself 

© Helene Møller 2026. All rights reserved.

Poem discussed with ChatGPT, Claude, CoPilot and Gemini.