Unassuming Vibrations

Photo by Boris Smokrovic on Unsplash

In the heart of the hive, where quiet reigns
The bee buzzes, a diligent drone
Its labor a hymn to devotion

With wings dipped in amber
It dances to the rhythm of the sun’s ascent
Seeking the essence of life in each petal’s fold

In the gentle whispers of the meadow’s breath
It scours the fields, a diligent pilgrim
Gathering imperial treasures for queen and kin

Through the golden fields and twilight’s descent
It navigates, a silent seeker
Lost in the labyrinth of its purpose

Each drop of honey, a testament to sacrifice
A symbol of selfless servitude
That binds the colony in unity

With unwavering dedication, it labors
A humble steward of nature’s design
Its flight a silent ode to duty