Bee On A Breeze

As a bee

graces every blossom

with its entity—

giving attention

making attraction

gathering material…

so does my soul

vibrate. Abuzz with

gratitude’s vibrancy.

 

This is a garden

grown solid

with sound—grown liquid

in temporary

community.

 

Go, dear bee,

telegraph it

and be a

unit of the verse.

Or, radio.

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