Golden Nectar's Guardian
Reflection
In the heart of golden light, a sentinel stands guard,
A tiny monarch, fierce and unafraid.
With wings outstretched, it claims its sacred land,
A droplet of dew upon its armor, like a precious brand.
It sips from the flower's depths, a sweet, ambrosial feast,
A taste of life, in every nectar-filled release.
In this moment, all is right with the world,
As the bee and flower, in harmony, unfurl.
The world's beauty is distilled, in this tiny frame,
A testament to life's intricate, sacred game.
In the stillness, we find our own heartbeat,
A rhythm that echoes, a symphony so sweet.
Let the bee's diligence inspire our own way,
To find the sweetness, in each new day.