A bumblebee came to visit today. I thought, but never thought to shoo it away. I knew how hard it was for it to stay. It had oceans to go before it’s journey was complete. But it was in my sight; in and out of my ocean of tears. Immmediately it found a special place in my heart and that place would always be there. I knew I was blessed for the quickened meeting. The hungry bumblebee sat for awhile and doted on a florescent flower. It bounced up and down dancing around showing me it’s beauty the softness of it’s it’s furry shine. The intricacies of it’s bright colors and the seeking sounds of it’s wings were stunningly alluring. I watched it as it were. It’s perfectly attuned buzz, never a bother. The bumblebee seemed to hear it’s echo against the pistal and the stamen of the brightly colored flower. Deep inside, a silence returned back to it. Twasn’t long before it realized that the flower was only imitation; and all that glittered was not gold. Eventually it took flight again in search of the genuine and not the faux. To and fro it moved with a purpose. In the sound of it’s glow, it flew again seeking and seeking again and again; and this time, low and behold, it found it’s way to the authentic golden flower. Quickly and voraciously it drank and filled it’s famished being to it’s hearts content. It had never tasted such indescribably sweet nectar. Completely satisfied and strengthened, He flew away on the wings of a power and grace none of it’s own.

Kelly Sampson Griswold, July 14,2014

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