(A Discourse with Bee and Hummingbird)
It has a beauty most divine,
that flower swinging from the vine,
and yet the hummingbird and bee
come not to ogle but to dine.
The flower swinging from the vine
has a nectar sweet as wine
with a savor most divine.
And yet the hummingbird and bee
must know that it belongs to me—
theirs not to savor but just to see.
Come not to ogle but to dine?
It seems the lesson learned is mine.
What nature’s given is also thine.
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