The Butterfly, The Bee and The Tree

“We have forgotten how to be good guests, how to walk lightly on the earth as its other creatures do.”
—Barbara Ward

The Painted Lady does not dream of fleeting fame
when flitting from flower to flower,
instead she savors every delicious sip
as she lingers amongst colorful blossoming bowers.

The honeybee does not seek righteous glory
for his life’s work gathering golden pollen
as he disperses the tiny grains to our crops
and creates amber rivers of flowing honey.

The majestic trees did not ask to be
the fallen heroes of this mistreated planet
yet indeed they deserve this prestigious honor
for they purify the very air we breathe
and grace us with their magnificence.

©2019 Linda Lee Lyberg

Author’s Note: For more information on pollinators, please visit pollinator.org and on how trees make a difference, please visit nwf.org

Poets United Midweek Motif: Glory

18 Comments on “The Butterfly, The Bee and The Tree

  1. This is a lovely acknowledgment, Linda. I wish humans could learn how to live on this earth as productively.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. A glorious living tribute to the importance of nature that surrounds us…

    Its Time

    We’ll miss you,
    Mother Earth.
    Your splendour,
    And imposing style.
    From forest canopy’s,
    To the desert Nile.
    New creations,
    Beauty, gone.

    We’ll lose you,
    Father Time.
    Your rhythm,
    And stoic guile.
    From ancient history,
    To the future files.
    New millennia,
    Awaiting, gone.

    Liked by 1 person

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