Honey Bee wanders,
From flower to flower,
Seeks nectar from their buds;
Fluid from several blossoms,
Once in tummy,
Are mixed in one;
Honey of sugary stuff,
A sweetest viscous;
No bloom claims it's from mine;
Like a man strives in life,
from stage to stage,
In bad to good;
Seeks experience,
learns to live the life,
It's the sweetest wisdom,
makes his kismet;
No deed claims destiny by mine;
Like several baptise in holi water,
commit to live for God,
follow Love, passion,
learn compassion,
Live together, weaves one hive;
a lesson to live in one,
Live as one, a social Sweetness;
Humanity is honey of human race;
no man claims founded by him;
© Sadashivan Nair,
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