The Dance Of Life Poem by Daniel Hooks

I hear the furious flapping and fluttering of wings
and I wonder if the bumble bee is late hurrying to collect pollen
from the flowers before it rains.

and beneath the towering buildings of Tokyo
lies the subway with people hurrying to make their way to work
their hearts beating fast with the stress of it all.

Time doesn’t allow us to sit still
It seems like it’s the will of creation to push us on.

From every bee to every animal
We have to move on in the furious dance of life.