Bees are litmus to the land.
In their contentment
Is our milk
And sustenance,
For they are single minded
In nature’s plan
Of balance in the gathering:
Their Society
For the benefit of all within,
And kin and neighbours too
Are thus glad
For their best harvesting.
Bees are litmus.
They speak now
About man
On Earth.
© Ben Truesdale and distilledvoice, 2015.
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