Some bee poetry for inspiration
- for all beekeepers, who live by the seasons with their bees
The song of bees has made you wise,
taught you about flowers and trees,
once so foreign, now old friends.
Watching wide eyed for their comings and goings,
the ebbs and flows of nature's sweetness,
you've come to know the seasons,
learned that weeds can be wonderful,
secret allies instead of foes that help create ambrosia a drop of sugar at a time.
Honeybees sing out with insight,
living their lives against our definitions that we prescribe,
line by line, an attempt to classify, identify,
cement in stone what is and isn't.
The beating of small wings,
thousands fanning together,
a whirlwind of silky air is the music playing in your ears,
your hearts and souls,
The miracle of something as simple,
as complex as honey, defying definition,
A sweet reminder that we are just human,
and some things are still beyond our understanding.
© Kirsten Shoshanna Traynor 2003
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