The Honey Bee

Riffing on comments about bees disappearing and the fate they foretell at which few are peering.

The honeybee –

Symphony of

Lively nectar,

Protector, di-

rector of Earth,

Giving birth to

No dearth of fruits,

In cahoots with

The roots and stems,

Calmly hems life’s

Best gems. Tasting

The basting on,

Pasting on plants,

That by chance may

Entrance their souls,

Leaving holes in

Their whole process.

Sins caress slowly,

Duress swallows

And hollows the

Hallowed honeybee.