A poem by Tricia Burton written for Solitary Bee Week 2019


My eyes dance in delight across star littered meadows,

Wildflower suns in nature’s heaven, there is one who stands alone.

The keeper of the stars. 

A tiny light, you touch each flower setting life aglow,

You set a pathway of illumination to nature’s miracle,

You are the beauty of life on the wing.

Where human eyes grow dark, the light begins to fade.

What if the stars are all gone?

Hands painting flowers.

What sad artists we make.

The keeper of the stars,

The weaver of creation,

Nature’s love embodied, as precious as air.

You are the light of life.

The solitary bee.

Kate Christman