To the Underground Bees


I followed you,
Tumbled down
Beneath the earth on dark, buzzing paths
Toward sweetness–
Throbbing deep and the unknown.

Waning moon rising
Sheds no light within this clay-carved haven.

Chased by a thousand slight stings,
Sharpened and centered,
Followed by dull ache,
And then swelling, expanding outward.

Then inward,
And inward I flew with you
To dark mystery in earthen tunnels
Lined with sweet nectar
From blooming above spirits.

And again.
Again bursting forth
Following sky paths.
And again.
To find the all-consuming sweetness
On the wind.


About Emily

I may or may not have: A. Dirt B. Ink C. Paint D. Wool under my fingernails.

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