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How quickly things can change ...
I withdrew my hand slowly from the water
(the aqua-blue tiled bottom of the chlorinated pool
stark contrast to the black and yellow body of the bee)
slowly enough that the bug wouldn't slip back into danger ...
It struck me as quite odd ... quite contrary
here I was, a leisurely, relaxing, body-and-mind-soothing swim
yet in my hand, an intensely dire struggle of life-and-death ...
is such essence any less a miracle than my own?
I swam to the edge and placed the bee in the sun to dry
making sure it didn't end up back in the water ...
we are constantly surrounded by such mortal battles
yet our own issues have taught us to often look the other way ...
Life is life, is it NOT?
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden | Year Posted 2020
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