Amidst the flowers and the bees, A fragrant nectar gently frees Its essence sweet, its liquid gold, A gift from nature to behold.

The buzzing wings, the humming sound, A vibration echoes all around, A dance of life, an endless play, A moment's joy that won't decay.

And yet, beyond this interminable scene, A deeper truth lies in between, A legacy of blood and bone, An inheritance that we have known.

For every life that came before, Has left its mark, its sacred lore, A pulse of energy, a soul's resolve, A journey that we all evolve.

So let us pause, and breathe it in, The beauty of this earthly spin, And may we honor, with each step, The vibrations of those who wept.

For in their tears, we find our strength, In their resolve, we go to great lengths, And in their nectar, we taste the sweet, Of a life that's whole, and complete