The bee I see is me.
One whirring in a sea of many
About to jump off the edge of what’s known
Desiring to freely flow and glow
Moments away from creating forceful ripples into the air and sea
Wondering if many will resist and judge how I buzz
Undeterred by how frightening the hum of others could turn
I go deep to choose my own tune to buzz.
With my voice I take an uncommon stand
Filled with thanks for the special power given to me
Knowing there is only one me vibrating out into the sea as me
I let go and jump
Trusting my wings will allow me to fly
Guiding me to be the bee I was sent here to be.
Photograph by: RYOKEKEN