🔘 Daily Notes .8 - Metamorphosis
Learning from a bumblebee
🔘 Daily Notes chronicles my unedited thoughts at the moment, from day to day. This series will end at 1.0, or 10 total posts 🍵
Today I want to share a story and poem from a book I wrote what feels like a lifetime ago. I think it speaks to the beauty inherent in even difficult experiences. I wonder what it brings up for you?
Bombus— russet-back grasping with black arms climbs inside a red flower which is dying in a plastic tray. Midsummer, low water Soil dry Sun hot Dead leaves, yellow stalk But the red flower is blooming Frayed edges of its curling petals Last sugar from the rootbound base blooms at the top— Bee dives down, struggling deep All covered in golden pollen No matter is a flowers death to this bee Only what's deep within matters. Being given, taken, transformed.