Bees

I just put a struggling bee back into the garden and came online to see it’s World Bee Day.

Also an excuse for me to add a stanza of Antonio Machado’s poetry: ‘Last night as I was sleeping,

I dreamt—marvelous error!—

that I had a beehive

here inside my heart.

And the golden bees

were making white combs

and sweet honey

from my old failures.’