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first stirred expectation, then denial
shroud of negativity, a dark cloud
betrayed we reacted, soul contracted
shattered was our heart that once stood so proud

feeling alone, despondent and forlorn
as chance had it, we were stung by a bee
this happenstance was divine grace of course 
for through searing pain, clear truth we could see

in the case of the bee, no angst arose
for though it hurt us, it knew no better
so accepting the bee, just as it was
our heart felt not that it was our debtor

now, if the bee is placed in human form
its appearance will change but not instinct
so the flaw is in us, the way we look
our ego not yet with love and light inked

conjuring a script of expectations 
deluded ego dwells in the shallows 
know oh hermit, if we indulge therein
sorrow will lead our soul to the gallows

accepting all as of evolution
we embrace and release, as does the breeze
head and heart entwined, there’s no confusion
equal in joy and pain, flowing with ease

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