Harmony- the bee


By Tony DeLorger © 2011

A bee, so resolute and focused,

landed on my arm today

By mistake no doubt; I am no flower

nothing to offer the creature’s purpose.

Yet is chose to rest on me,

with no intention of hurt.

As it quietly sat upon my skin,

preened and arranged its precious cargo,

it seemed to disregard my potential,

my possible fear or harmful intent.

It sat content in its life,

unwavering in its task,

and as familiar as it could be with its place.

Suddenly, it took flight and was gone.

I smiled, having enjoyed the connection,

as brief and careless as it was.

I realised that we, the human race,

are the only species that harm

deliberately, without purpose.

It made me sad,

to think that harmony seems beyond us,

proven unlikely, with all our intellect.

The humble bee defines its purpose through being;

it remains part of the whole,

insignificant yet indispensable.

The bee is harmony, unable to be anything else.

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Tony DeLorger 5 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia Author

Thanks for your kind words and welcome aboard, Justin.

Hope you enjoy the HubPages experience.

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Justin Alan 5 years ago from Austin, Texas

Glad this is the first poem I have come across on this site. Beautifully written and with great meaning. I could not agree any more.

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