The deep music is reverberating
Like a swarm of bees making its way to rosegarden;
Flying quietly from the early morning together
Making a sweet buz while taking the rounds of roses
To collect the sweet nectar to be placed before the queen
Hearing the bees music i have transcended
Beyond this rose garden to the paradise lost
Now, the bees have come to my help
And on the wings of their honey-sweet music
I have returned to my beautiful garden
From where I had been expelled when I came...
...near to the forbidden tree - Satan had tempted me
With a loving embrace, the singing Horis welcomed me
Again back to the garden of music and light,
The bees'-music lifted me Higher into my God's presence
Where my soul found place in deep stillness
Where there is only love, peace, tranquility and equanimity,
And all the fears of desolation and anxiety fall away.
MyKoul
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