Bumblebee Poem by Richard (Narad) Eggenberger

Bumblebee

My hawk's loud greeting echoes through the sky
As songbirds weave their springtime melodies
The mind subdued I feel out of me fly
My soul among the flowers and the trees.

There are times when we are showered with earth's gifts
And even in the darkness see the light,
A streaking star the mortal spirit lifts
And we perceive the world with second sight.

Fragrance of rhododendrons in the glade,
The great magnolia chalices held high,
The violet and columbine in shade
Whisper secrets of eternity.

My eyes are drawn to beauty and I sigh
As night falls softly bringing day to close,
One final blessing seen in passing by,
A bumblebee asleep within a rose.