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There is no Prince among the bees
Who would bravely fight the seas
And rescue the Southern Breeze
Whom the sea has held captive
So they sing their mournful song
To send to forest where flowers throng
Honeyed blooms can’t linger long
They fall to the ground with souls restive
We are the honey bees
Forgotten by the Southern Breeze
North Wind’s leading us astray
We have all lost our way
To your fragrant home
To fill our own honeycomb
*In the Sunderbans the honey bees are obstructed
by the unfamiliar cold North Wind to proceed further into the forest. The bees
take the help of the South Wind (still there’s no sign of it) rising from the
Bay of Bengal to fly deep into the forest of The Sunderbans to collect honey.
Posted for
Susan’s Midweek Motif ~ Earth Day or Earthiness @ Poets United
I've heard about the bee's troubles...sad, but appropriate metaphor for human devastation...
ReplyDeleteAnd without the bees, we would be starving in about a year! We must be the prince who comes to the rescue. If only we still can. Thank you for this sweet, bitter sweet focus, letting the bees speak.
ReplyDeleteSumana,
ReplyDeleteYour poem concerns a very serious situation with the honey bee. Here in UK, there have been an increasing shortage of bees each summer. Some disease has been wiping out them out, each year..Very serious as you relate in this moving poem. We need a miracle and soon..
Eileen
I hope the south wind shows up soon to assist them. Bees are having a hard time everywhere. Such a beautiful poem, Sumana. Thanks for letting us know of their plight. Let us know what happens!
ReplyDeleteBees all over the world are in grave danger. It is not just honey they provide but the fertilization of millions of others in the plant kingdom.
ReplyDeleteLoved the lilt!
ReplyDeleteThe poem gives a different perspective on the bees highlighting their plight and its high time we noticed and do something.
ReplyDeleteThe bees, like us are in peril. You wrote of this beautifully Sumana.
ReplyDeleteI appreciate the glimpse into nature's perils and challenges Sumana ~ I hope the bees find their way where the flowers throng ~
ReplyDeleteOh, this is so very sad, Sumana. I worry very much about the plight of the honey bee. Your poem gives them voice.
ReplyDeletethis was lovely... nice flow in the rhyme... painted a beautiful gentel picture
ReplyDeleteClimate change causes havoc around the earth. The plight of the honey bees you describe, Sumana, is a symbol for all the other wonderful things in nature we take for granted and which we are risking losing. Great to see you at Poets United!
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