Tuesday, July 14, 2009

The bee and I

The bee and I

Nature nurtures,
the surrogate hand of God
visits sunshine to tender places.
The beauty of veined wing,
the artistry of colour,
the impossibility of contour
humour the lazy watchfulness
of a summer day.
Showered with blessing
we both move on
the bee and I.


Linda Yezak said...

"the surrogate hand of God," "the veined wing." I love the way you express yourself and thoroughly enjoy your poetry.

Crafty Green Poet said...

I like lazy watchfulness.....

I love bees, too