Golden Nectar

In the heart of the sunflower, a tiny king reigns, A world of industry, where sweetness remains. The bee, a diligent monarch, gathers with care, Collecting the gold, that the flower shares. With every flight, a tale of labor unfolds, A story of devotion, where love never grows old. In this dance of nature, we find our own rhyme, A symphony of life, where every moment is sublime. As the bee sips, it nourishes, and is nourished too, A cycle of giving, where all things renew. In this fleeting moment, we see the divine, A beauty that touches, the heart and the mind. The sunflower stands tall, a sentinel of light, Guiding the bee, through the dark of night. Together they create, a harmony so fine, A duet of life, where love is the design.