Golden Nectar
Reflection
In the heart of the sunflower, a tiny king reigns,
A bee of golden light, with wings that sustain,
The delicate dance of life, a wondrous refrain,
As petals unfold, like rays of sunshine's stain.
With every step, a story of survival's told,
A testament to nature's intricate gold,
The bee's black and yellow stripes, a symbol of might,
As it gathers nectar, in the warm, golden light.
The sunflower's bright face, a beacon in the day,
Guides the bee's path, in a wondrous, winding way,
Through the delicate florets, a hidden world is found,
Where the sweetness of life, is gathered, all around.
In this fleeting moment, a world is revealed,
A microcosm of wonder, where life is concealed,
A story of connection, of life and of might,
A testament to the beauty, of the natural light.