Pollen Guardian
Reflection
In the heart of the flower, a tiny king reigns,
A guardian of pollen, with a story that remains.
With wings of iridescence, and eyes so bright,
It dances in the light, a wondrous, fleeting sight.
Its fur a canvas, painted with hues of gold,
As it collects the treasure, its story unfold.
In this moment, we see the beauty and the might,
Of a creature small, yet oh so grand in sight.
The flower, a throne, where it reigns supreme,
A monarch of the microcosm, a wonder to beam.
With every step, a tale of survival told,
Of adaptation, and a story yet untold.
In its gaze, a reflection of our own plight,
A reminder to cherish, the beauty in the light.