The bee, large and confident,
views the garden as his personal
diner, perusing the offerings,
clarifying his selection judiciously.
He is large enough to jostle the
branches in his determined ransacking
of the pendulous caragena's bright
yellow flowers, of their pollen.
He seems indifferent - certainly
cannot be oblivious to the equally
energetic activities of a foraging
hummingbird, imbued with the same
entitlement and enterprise, flitting
delicately with spiralling grace,
from blossom to blossom.
Their garden-centric choreograph
a sublime theatrical performance
of practised elegance. Costumed by
Nature's critical aesthetic, these
aerial performers with their courtseys
and arabesques enliven the garden in
shades of gold and scintillating green.
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