BUMBLE BEES ALL BUZZ AUM

The buzzing of the bumble bees hums Aum,
They sport among red roses sipping bliss.
Nectar likened by the mystics to the kiss
Of bridal marriage, when bold souls come home,
To wed their beloved; never again to roam,
In the gloom of samsara where they'll miss,
The pain of life's dream in which snakes do hiss.
Better to taste God's honey beneath His azure dome.

A wise bee keeper rambled out one day,
His bees swarmed, and he was badly stung;
Yet he welcomed all that happened on his way,
Giving thanks for the pain which they had wrung,
It gave him greater inner strength and joy,
A blessing which nothing more could ever cloy.