Song Of Bee Poem by Mohammad Younus

SONG OF BEE

Flying, dancing, whirling around
One and all in chorus sing
When the morning bird is still asleep
My spirit sings and sounds deep
The song of bee raises me up
The song of bee makes me do rounds of Kàba
The song of bee makes me kiss the black stone
The song of bee is audible to the watching ear
The song of bee is inaudible to deaf and drunken
The song of bee enlives the spirit and soul
The song of bee all the time echoes
The song of bee guides the astray
The song of bee frees from the prison
The song of bee gives meaning to life
The song of bee takes backhome:
To the Queen's grand palace: the eternal home
Does it sing for all? No! Surely not!
Bees buz and bumble not for all
Dancing as whirling Derveshes do
Secretly to me they whisper hu hu hu
Come on! The Queen is calling you
Freedom is possible by her single wink
Waiting outside the palace avails not
The Queen sends a sealed message to you
"You are not free if you live not in my hive
You have no choice but to dive into my ocean
To free you from the prison of other
In love I throw my gates open to you
Come on! Live in me, with me, and for me
Like a drop falls back into a sea

Mykoul