The changeless wind, in the bushes.
Civilisation rushes
Ever faster.
Then, the disaster
Of corona, makes everything, slow.
Yet I
See bees go,
Busily by.
The changeless wind, in the bushes.
Civilisation rushes
Ever faster.
Then, the disaster
Of corona, makes everything, slow.
Yet I
See bees go,
Busily by.
The busy bees reminding us there’s still beauty in these times. nice poem
Thank you for liking my poem. Yes they are, as you say, reminding us that there is still beauty in these times. However they also show that nature (the bees) continue with their lives, whilst our “civilisation” slows. Best, Kevin
ah i see.. I’m enjoying your poems
Thank you, I’m pleased you are getting pleasure from my poems.