Golden Pollinator
Reflection
In the heart of a sunflower, a tiny king reigns,
A bee adorned with pollen, in golden domains.
Its fur a soft whisper, its wings a blur of might,
Collecting nectar's sweetness, in the warm sun's light.
The flower's bright petals, a canvas so divine,
A backdrop for the bee's industrious design.
With every step, a dance, a waltz so fine and free,
A symbiotic bond, between bee and flower, a harmony.
In this fleeting moment, a story unfolds,
Of life, of growth, of nature's intricate gold.
The bee, a traveler, in a world so vast,
Collecting treasures, that will forever last.
In the sunflower's heart, a tale of life is spun,
A testament to nature, forever young.