…for so work the honey-bees, Creatures that by a rule in nature teach The act of order to a peopled kingdom
-Henry V, I.ii.87-89
A bumblebee hovers in front of my face No hostility; it’s simply greeting me As I putter from *** to place to *** again Messing contentedly with seedlings and soil
But honeybees race around me in formation No hostility; they’re ignoring me They speed from water to flower to hive and back – After all, every flower needs a little love (wink)
Blessed spring hovers softly everywhere As bee-sy bees sing their sweetest airs