The Bee

The Bee  

I never thought something I love could turn out to be
the one thing that could kill me

I’m not afraid
           I’m heartbroken

heartbroken of the thought that I should be afraid
the constant reminder on my hip that it’s important to keep my distance

how do I distance myself from something I love so much? to be asked to disconnect w something that makes me feel so connected.

I don’t fear bees
       ( I fear the need to be fearful)

I didn’t die
but the bee did
to protect his family from something he feared

(I was what he feared)

I didn’t die
but it feels like a part of me did




but then again….

when you feel your life slipping
you find yourself gripping,
to hold on tight to what matters most

I can learn from the bee-

to protect those you love most

I SURVIVED

I don’t fear bees

Nature is my home