“If the bee disappeared off the face of the earth,
man would only have four years left to live.”
― Maurice Maeterlinck, The Life of the Bee
There’s a secret language
between bees and flowers
and it goes on for hours and hours…
it’s the voice of color calling the bees
the fragrance of pollen on the breeze
a cosmic utterance in the air
a collaboration
a love affair,
and their bounty keeps our earth alive,
communications
of the great design…
When you don’t have to do much, just hold your phone steady and point the camera and the awesomeness of nature does the rest…
A celebration of spring
in delicate conversation,
gracefully
ushering in
some needed jubilation…
Being more than just
a wall-flower
dressed
in gold and white,
she adorns dark corners
with her effervescent light!
Let’s not talk today,
rather let’s inscribe memories
in the sands,
like pilgrims gathering
in promised lands…
Let’s talk not in words
but in meaningful sighs,
let’s drink in the ambiance of luminescent skies…
Let’s commune
on these eternal shores,
where all our hopes and dreams are gently restored…
When you heard me
and felt my wordless cries,
I was transmuted
right before your eyes…
©AllysoAlly2022
I want to frolic in temples of light,
let the movement of foliage
be my delight,
carve my name
into ageless bark,
forage for mushrooms
in the dark…
The chorus of tree-frogs
will whir in my ears,
and all my concerns
will disappear,
among forest dwellers
near fairy haunts,
where gentle woodlands
capture my thoughts…
©AllysoAlly2022
We sat in lamp-light
watched the stars come out,
at the twilight hour
we made our vows.
We spoke of pleasantries
and finer things,
and in the darkness
our breath had wings.
We harnessed the moment
of grateful times,
while guinea fowls sang
of life sublime…
©AllysoAlly2022
To Natalie,
The fragrance of wildflowers
on the breeze,
the promise of spring
puts me at ease…
A remembrance of love
is all that I need,
to recall the grace
of Natalie…
Down in the garden
where nobody goes,
I feel the presence
of a divine overflow,
among the colors
that quietly grow,
I’m held in the aura
of a constant glow…
©AllysoAlly2022
Whenever I see these flowers appear I think of Natalie…
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