by ~ Lizzie Finn
on a day of human crisis
sweeping fallen pollen,
a carpet of yellow
on the ground by the tree
……waking up slow-ly
to the vibrant buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
of hundreds of bees
swept up… swept clean away
in this sound of rapid wingbeats
a doorway to our shared home
where time stands still
just buzzzzzing ….
full and complete
the deep hummmm of the earth
no crisis here for bees
serving the tree that serves them so well
gentle visitors moving deftly
each twig and leaf lightly touched,
each one working with single purpose
no effort or complaint
Just This….. collecting pollen for the queen bee’s nest
obeying the careful law of mother earth
my heart is warmed
….all is well in this endless bee moment
and now as I return,
a great tenderness and curiosity
I wonder where they live….?
….it must be nearby………
4 replies on “Swept away…. the hummmm of the earth”
Emily Dickinson
It’s all I have to bring today—
This, and my heart beside—
This, and my heart, and all the fields—
And all the meadows wide—
Be sure you count—should I forget
Some one the sum could tell—
This, and my heart, and all the Bees
Which in the Clover dwell.
Thank you Ines, and apologies for my response to your query being so wide of the mark, fortunately it was well responded to by our teacher. I read it too quickly…
You are tenderness and curiosity
You bee
You her
Queen – worker – leaf – whole – street –
Lizzie be
Thank you Tess – my nickname as a kid was Lizzie-Bee (not surprising hey!)