Golden Nectar
Reflection
In the heart of the flower, a tiny king reigns,
A bee with armor shining, pollen's golden grains.
With eyes like polished obsidian, it surveys its domain,
Collecting the sweetness that sustains life's refrain.
The red petals, soft as silk to its furry feet,
Cradle it in warmth, a haven where it meets
The nectar's secret, hidden deep inside,
A treasure trove that fuels its industrious pride.
As it works, the light dances upon its back,
A shimmering aura that highlights its noble task.
In this fleeting moment, we glimpse a world unseen,
A microcosm of wonder, where life's beauty is gleaned.
The bee, a messenger between earth's bounty and the air,
Embodies the cycle of life, beyond compare.