The unbearable lightness of Bee-ing

(Flowering Nautilus)

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the unbearable lightness of Bee-ing

(with apologies to Milan Kundera)

The bee moves unknowingly,
Trading pollen for nectar
Essence for essence
Essence for flowers
Essence for air
Essence for  environment.

Unknowing of the grand contributing/consuming
Value of the bee.
Unknowing is the bee of the spring gales,
The gale of probability…
The gale of otherwise pleasant rainy days
That both beats down and force up flowering plants,
The gale that blows the bee violently of his course

His essence, his existence
His existence is very light.
His unknowing is very heavy
The unbearable lightness of bee-ing

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