Thursday 19 July 2012

BUMBLE BEES ARE BUSY BUZZING AUM

The buzzing of the bumble bees hum 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.s
Sip God's golden honey beneath His turquoise dome.
A wise bee keeper rambled out one day,
His hive swarmed, and he was badly stung;
Yet he welcomed all that happened on his way,
Giving thanks for pain which they had wrung,
It gave him greater inner strength and joy,
A blessing which nothing else could ever cloy.

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