Flowers are pretty
flowers are sweet
nectar offerings
bees busy slurping
still,
if you listen carefully
in their hives you will hear
the bees whisper
not every flower is a honey pot
but each is worth a shot
and,
if you listen carefully
in the breeze you will hear
the flowers humming
not a fruit every flower becomes
but a beauty they each once was.
Did you write all the poems when you were in India?
ReplyDeleteno, I haven't uploaded any of the 24 pieces I wrote while I was traveling in India.
ReplyDeletemost of them are too sad ...you won't like them.