**Catch the buzz… ~~the cosmic bee~~
℘Spring: On a January Morn
∞bumble and hum in winged form
⊆Catch the Buzz
Inspiration:
I hope everyone’s new year 2021 is starting off great!
Oh, what the morning can bring
The inspiration behind this poem and imagery happened exceptionally spontaneously on what seemed like a pretty typical Sunday morning. While viewing the morning sky and outdoor scene from our lanai doors, my eye was drawn to a bee close by buzzing around the plants just outside the door. Bee’s are generally more active during the warmer weather and summer months ~ even for South Florida. Okay, so perhaps not the most unusual of events, however, revelatory was the moment. It just was. In that instant I locked into something that wanted to get my attention and speak to me. I could feel it deeply and it just sort of happened.
Ordinary Changes
Sometimes the ordinary ~ or somewhat ordinary ~ becomes extraordinary when we zone into it and allow the meaning, symbolism, and or message to communicate to us. Often it is when we least expect it, seemingly coming out of nowhere when we are just going about our life. Hand crafted with great care and organized by the Divine for each of us are these ongoing daily “hello’s” from Spirit. When we stop to look, listen, and receive then on goes the switch and here comes a showering of inspiration, soul connection, and perhaps even a miracle or two!
Answers and inspiration right in front of us.
The bee turns out to be a cosmic bee buzzing out a message born out of the gracing of its presence. It really spoke to me and carried me on wings of inspiration on a cold (yes, even for S. Florida), pale, winter morning in the month January. Buzzes like Morse code tapped out a rhythm representing a bee to be viewed at an abstract level. Highly noted is the “promise of spring” and spring in all its symbolic references. It was a reminder to honor each moment, pay attention, cycles and changes of season, hold onto hope, and to be open to what wants to come through.
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℘Spring: On a January Morn
∞bumble and hum in winged form
⊆Catch the Buzz
On a January morn
something new was to be born
kneeling to view the pale still sky
all seemed the same yet something new knocked at the core
in comes a breeze riding a chill
traveling from the opened lanai door
my eyes gazed down at the plant snuggled outside
I saw a bee
the bee spoke of spring
spring, could it be on a January morn?
the bee did its thing
buzzing around the plant to see what it might bring
I listened with my eyes
the scene spoke to me with nothing to hide
I listened with my heart ~ ear to the ground
without words the meaning came through
the bee to the plant
the rhythm, the rhyme, speaking out of time
the bee to pollinate the soul
a buzz ~ a humming what is whole
in quiet wonder I watched
the bee ~ here now at daybreak
the moment contained what is to awake
it all came together
like a destined handshake
the way only the Maker can make
spring on a January morn
bumble and hum in winged form
though it be a winter sojourn
I take comfort to know
the bee, its message, its buzzing about
the Earth’s axis to tilt towards the sun is surely to sprout
the moment spelled it all out
spring on a January morn
bumble and hum in winged form
the wind changes direction
winter shakes off its haze
winter slumber opens its eyes to the infinite skies
the old dies and the new positions itself to arise
the bee like a kite
free to fly, yet tied to a string made of honey
whirring and scuttle ~ here on Sunday
the buzz of the bee like laughter
that rumbles and tumbles
catch the buzz to receive the answer
Oh, cosmic bee you have helped me to see
spring on a January morn
bumble and hum in winged form
behind Earth’s curtains the seers wait patiently
soon the earth Mother to reveal her fruit
who climbs the sacred tree and hears Krishna’s flute?
the queen bee, yes, your majesty!
spring on a January morn
bumble and hum in winged form
Oh, morning bee thank you for reminding me
first, new, laying down of thorns
the bee buzzes ~ no fooling around
so much realized on a January morn
gratitude and gifts
bumble and hum in winged form
how was I to know all this from paying preview to the sky?
from the sky, to the bee, to the plant
to what it revealed inside of me
Yes, come spring
on this January morn
the bee so perfect
the tears of the Sun God Ra
birth, death, resurrection
all goes according to plan
all becomes reborn
Yes, come spring
on this January morn
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Blessings of the bee!
Blessings of many a magical morning!
Hold onto Spring and being reborn!
♥Blessings of inspiration and revelations!!
◊Happy Healthy 2021!
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