When the sun arrives
To offer its light
Hold the blessed cluster tight
No longer lost at night
What a beautiful sight
Soul nourishing in a hive
A humming stirring all passers by
Energy and warmth the giver of life
Poetry Practice Day 8: Winter Bees Creating A Sun
When the sun arrives To offer its light Hold the blessed cluster tight No longer lost at night What a beautiful sight Soul nourishing in a hive A humming stirring all passers by Energy and warmth the giver of life
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Creative Writings by Rava Shelyn 
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