I went for a walk to find myself
Instead I met a traveller named Lee
He told me a story about himself
concerning the life of a humblebee
The humblebee flew into the forest wildness
wishing for flowers on God’s creative wall
and thus it found colours and happiness
without even speculating on the point of it all
Hmm, sounds like a nice folk-song from the 1960s...
ReplyDeleteI wonder what a humblebee is..? There is a lot of potential in mixing the languages and creating new hybrid words - I wish you'd told us more about the bee and Lee...
It's a humming bumblebee ;) I was not aware that we were allowed to write for longer than the five minutes, but I will definitely consider adding more to the poem :)
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