Legend has it that she is the mother of all flowers
if you look closely you can still traces
of her ancestry in most other flowers.
And at the beginning of time, when the bees first saw her, they were ecstatic. They were so happy they danced, and they sang too. Yes, in those days they could sing, and so beautifully.
The buzzing of the hive, is just a small sample of what once was. They still remember the songs, but to be honest, they are too sacred for us to hear.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies
Peace and blessings to everyone.
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