The way a bee dives,
quivering with effort
but fully engaged,
pulled by the energy of sweetness,
drenched in inescapable perfume
… hovering, attentive,
it drinks its fill,
allows the sticky pollen
to use its homeward flight
for spreading life.
No need to resist,
to filter out the gorgeous whiffs arising,
block beauty emanating all around.
Propelled,
busy and intense,
it plunges repeatedly in soft depths,
absorbing delicious nectar.
Let yourself be lured.