
Head in the flowers,
working to save the planet—
bees don’t make a scene.

Head in the flowers,
working to save the planet—
bees don’t make a scene.

Soaking up the sun,
veins reviving in the warmth,
young peas look alive.

Makeshift standing desk,
fresh air, and warmth on my back;
working from my home.

Cluster of petals
supporting one another;
lesson for humans.

Lingering on leaves,
mere hours after morning frost:
droplets; so doubtful.