Perched delicately atop a sun kissed petal
In a garden blooming to serenade spring
She sits daintily sipping on the sweet nectar.
Wings a cornucopia of colors that herald
Jubilance, portend hope and endurance,
In her bucolic charms she vies with the florets.
Shielding the blooms from the buzzing bees
She wields her wings like mighty shields
Flapping and unfurling them to the lazy breeze.
The fragrant blossoms welcome her intrusion;
This invasion of their privacy, through
Which she pollinates, helps them procreate.
Image – Krzysztof Niewolny via unsplash