Like a bee
flies from its hive
darting from flower to flower
hovering at each
gathering nectar and pollen
only to return
so that honey might be
its sweet harvest;
So let us
fly from our hearts
contemplating this day’s memories
savoring each hidden vestige of Spirit
only to return
so that LOVE might be
our sweet harvest.
(c) Thomas C. Webber 1/15/2002
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