Making Peace With the Bees

Making Peace With the Bees

Your buzzing is
menacing
angry
upset
frantic
unpredictable

but I guess
to a bee
that’s the only way
to be a bee

To you, it’s
be buzzing or
be dead it’s
be buzzing or
be nothing

as you float
impossible
heavy
I begin to realize
you’re just another
being with your
own way
of being

I can see you just
are who you are
and it’s not fear
I should feel but
wonderment
at your being
because your buzz
is just the sound
of your soul