I see hornets and bees 🐝 on flowers taking nectar
The ants are busy finding food

Celestial dust

Afternoon sun going down
Bees 🐝 and hornets take
Home nectar and fly
What the humans do
It doesn't matter all
They are immersed
Ants toil through grass
They don't gossip
Chinar leaves are red
I think who am I
I came down in flesh
For my soul is celestial
My one home is above
One in dust with
Ants and bees
I may grow in flowers
When I leave from here

Poetry by MIRZA AHMER BEG The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2023-11-15 at 14:13

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MIRZA AHMER BEG The PoetBay support member heart!
Thanks for taking time to read my humble work

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A good transcendent nature poem; where, if we but look, we can find more wisdom than in books.

Ants to you, Gods to who?