I Want To Be A Hapless, Happy Bee Poem by Mark Heathcote

I want to dive into a flower.
Be engulfed by its desire.
I want to feel its living fire its power
Source, it's one-sunlight prior.

I want to taste that vital kiss.
Firmly pressed, embolden, on the cusp of my lips.
Find how that fire extinguishing exists
When elements spoke of a lay dead ellipse.

I want to see life's frenetic joy
In a whirling dervish, spinning dance
Not just see them reemploy
But feel entire my whole being in its plans.

I want to be a hapless, happy bee
… Ah, a young fair maiden swatted
With a book of love, poems on her knee
'Here whilst; my unending dreams they're subverted.'