The Fly, The Bee, The Birds, The Ants And, The Tree Poem by Leslie Alexis

This bird that’s perched upon yonder tree,
Does its worth succeed that of the fly or th’bee?
Is the value found it its feathers or song,
Is it mightier than a million ants strong?
Is this the king perched on the mahogany,
And this the jester upon the willow tree?
With feathers plucked, the skin below is th’same,
So why some are made royal, and others lame?
The Heavens are heaven because of the earth,
For in its resting foundations it finds its worth.
And standing on heaven, earth becomes the sky,
Value is in the beholding, now let me tell you why.
The bird knows th’ants till the soil, making way for tree,
So he could not be perched high if it wer’t not for he.
And the eagle’s wing, outstretched and long,
Is not greater than the parrot’s echoed song.
The fly should not shunned because of how it feeds,
For its way makes life possible for all earth’s seeds.
And without its task the bee won’t have honey,
For the honey comes from the nectar of the tree.

Copyright © 2009 Leslie Alexis