Busy Bee Revised - by S.S

When I am in the presence of honey bees preparing their hives, I think of you in our newly founded life.

Not through the nature of how busy, and tired you are, Hard effort shows greater power in the light.

Sweeter than honey, brighter than the sunlight. Without you, life will collapse into a void.

I am a lacuna while remaining a mystery to my mind.

The euphonious tone of voice echoed in the chamber of darkness,

Indication of movement, I float towards the sound dear to my ears.

Fearful places where souls are left forgotten; I hear a lone voice somewhere nearby.

A glistening light shines on what’s left of me, revealing my lost soul to you.

My eyes opened…

There you hover over me, clenching onto me.

Your eyes contained sorrow, representing a new beginning.

Losing you is like amputation, I cannot live life confidently again.

Your dapple pale face gives me hopefulness for our future when we sit close, we are linked together.

Together, with the stars in the night sky.

We are the body of the earth that flows in the wind together, representing a feather from a bird's wing.

My soul was once lost, becoming unified when found.

Memories become replayed, presenting a bittersweet lifetime.

Feel I’ve lost all chances to be forgiven, you’ve shown me what patience is.

Love can be tough, mistakes can always be made through anguish.

The Honey Bee that provides, cares, and shows me I mean the world, creates a blissful ending to the perfect life.

I felt as if I could’ve done more for you, though you still need me with you.

I hold you dear to my heart, on a pedestal in the past, now, and future, you are my kingdom to come.