Thrive Bees – Lady
Bee Where
My bees knees knock now
but know there’s a beeline
between the birds and bees
and the bee in my bonnet
because I’m busy as a bee
and though it’s none of your beeswax
I can float like a butterfly sting like a bee
or act like a queen bee
what with spelling bees
and sewing bees
and husking bees
since I’m a beehive of activity
in eternal bee or not to be
so best beware
put a bee on
believe me
be kind
bee be
~ Steven B. Smith
FIRST TIME BEEKEEPER
First time beekeeper
diving into the deep end of
ancient tradition, cachunking myself–
a shiny modern cog–direct into the machinery
of the gooey web of life
Little furry bodies buzzing around my mind
bees I’m going to meet, eyes peeking out of box
flowing fuzzy body mass
When the actuality of Christs and Buddhas manifest
they do it in a renewed body of beekeepers and treekeepers–
identity spread around in collective body, the dharma body of
transcendental Reality deciding to mulch itself into material hands
doing things to renew, repair, grow, garden, a kind of reversal
of entropy, or at least making good use of entropy, like it’s
some humus out of which we sprout lotuses
organically grown perfection
of smooth petal valleys
~ Lady