...... I’m not going anywhere, said the bee to the flower. I have your best interests at heart, for don’t we need each other to live, survive, and do other meaningless random things that God demands of earthly beings....
We’ll laugh, we’ll cry, we’ll make pretty flowers and little bees....There’ll be disco nights, huge drug parties, little couple dinners....we’ll live pretty flower, we’ll live!
The flower sighed, said you’re so nice, and the words you say melt my yellow heart away....but I see everything while being rooted here and what I don’t see - is enough reason to be. The meaningless random things don’t do anything to me anymore, but I’m not going anywhere either sweet little bee. I’ll do all you said with you and more...I’ll laugh and cry too....
....And then when we go to the great gig beyond the sky, we’ll ask God...was it exactly what you wanted....did we satisfy...
The Bee thought about it all and said, I know there's a moral to every story, but I'm missing the one in this.
The flower, who used to sigh before every line didn't this time but smiled and replied....there's never a moral to any story dear Bee, there's only perspective.
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A-ha!
hehe - totally unintentional twas...
all i can say is amen...
thanks mate.
I like this.
Found it because someone sent it to me after reading this on my blog.
http://chewinghercud.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-three-discussed-bee-and-thee.html
I think your post is a very nice one, both in its style and the ideas expressed.
Thanks Holy Cow.
I really liked your post within a post.
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