The Awakening of Bees
The bees came out with gladness this spring,
Perhaps relieved that this year
They did not emerge into noise
And the seemingly endless bustle of humans.
They could go about their business of flitting
And flying and gathering nectar
With their wings buzzing
A glorious prayer to God.
And then returning to their hive,
They issued reports of the world
To the others
And fed their queen.
“Oh, wonderful!” They hummed to each other.
“This spring. This particular spring,
When the traffic was stilled and the voices hushed
Is the spring we awakened to joy.”
Posted for The Word of the Day Challenge – Awakening