Hanging Out With Bees

   Wondering what the future holds… There in a calloused palm,

Like the sands of time, they slip away… Into a sea of calm,

   Contemplating stillness now… All the movement of the trees,

Learning to sip the hidden nectar… Known only to the bees.

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