Bee

Behold! The bee.
A swollen bullet of honey
and venom
on an erratic path
to Eden.

God’s woofer
wrapped in sunlight
and shadow.
Blaring the earth’s hum
like a tiny speaker
on Nature’s stereo.

Do you know me, bee?
I want to squeeze
your velvety abdomen
and spill through
that pencil point barb
all the sweetness and bitter
of life
in inky DNA strands
across the page.

To gather up the world’s essence
in powdery pollen bits
and dance their glorious purpose
with certainty
and joyful abandon.

Do you know me, bee?
I want to swallow you down.
Let your grace
fill me up; feel your stinger
pierce me through.
Until tiny pinpoints
of light
shoot out through my skin.
The lost sister of the Pleiades -
found.