Golden Nectar
Reflection
In the heart of a sunflower, a tiny king reigns,
A bee with fur of gold, and eyes that sustain,
The dance of life, in every delicate move,
A testament to nature, a labor of love.
With wings that shimmer, like jewels in the light,
It gathers nectar, with precision and might,
The yellow petals, a warm and inviting stage,
For this small creature, in its busy age.
The world is vast, yet in this bee's embrace,
Lies a universe, of intricate design and grace,
A moment captured, in time's relentless flow,
A fleeting glimpse, of life's beauty to know.
In its industrious heart, a story unfolds,
Of survival, of community, of a life to behold,
A symbol of hope, in a world that's often cold,
A reminder of wonder, in the stories untold.