Beauty, Courage, Gratitude, Home


Dangerous guardians at the gate
buzzing heralds something unseen
my protectors seal your fate
if you dare enter here unclean.
I did not ask for their work here
I did not call for them to come
and yet I’m glad they found me near
and built their hive in my new home.
The flowers love them, as do I,
branches sing out merrily
rebirth and transformation nigh
honey flowing, from hive in tree.
I hope the bees protect us all
from monsters coming, dark and small.