I A Bee, You A Blossom Poem by Mohammad Younus

I, a bee, you, a blossom—
caught in the dream of life,
woven together in sacred dance,
in a world where everything teems.

I buzz and spiral high,
collecting nectar, pure and sweet,
while you bloom beneath the sky,
where the breeze and flowers meet.

I, a blossom, you, a bee—
both drawn to the origin's call,
the fragrance of eternity,
surrendering ourselves,
all that we are, in response.

I wear robes of hues divine,
soft petals kissed by the dawn,
while you thrive in nature's design,
with each breath, a song reborn.

In the garden, we are one,
I in stillness, you in flight,
returning to the source, the sun,
where day meets the quiet of night.

Nature's rhythm binds us,
you, the seeker, I, the provider,
we dance to melodies divine—
known only to those who listen.

So let us swirl in sacred light,
bound by life's sweet song,
together we bloom,
together we take flight,
in the garden where we belong.

MyKoul