On beeing

You never saw

me,

the little solitary beeing

moving about

filling in the cracks and holes

as I sat beneath the summer sun

reaching for the sweetness in my mind

finding the calm

packing it all in tight like an amber suitcase

overflowing as layer upon layer

it rose higher

overflowing in the richness that is life.

You couldn’t see me there,

moving fast although almost stationary,

hovering about the dreams and colors

gathered from experience one by one

friends and memories

each packed away for savoring when darkness fell,

to sustain and revive the thoughts once more

dripping in their perfection like yellow diamonds

sparkling in themselves like jewels,

so precious and a part of this life

sweet and filled with beeing.

I will build and hover about it all

learning and seeing

laughing and fluttering about

bumbling often too but that’s okay

’cause when you’re just going about

the day to day

beeing all you dream,

not even sugar can compete

with the drops of gold

of a heart that holds

it all to share

one bloom of thought at a time.

A bit of whimsy, this pretty little cake made me smile and thought I’d spin some words to hopefully make you feel lighter and smile too.