Beekeeping & Horticulture

Nature’s beauty is amazing! I love flowers & bees buzzing. Each joy seems to come with hazing. The love of bees let's not exploit. Our sense perception is adroit. Our toxic sting a last resort. We have advanced society. With guards' workers & royalty. Our food is packed with energy. Some men exploit us for money. Sometimes we’re starved of our honey. Us bees don’t think it's so funny! Our abundance we love to share. We love bee keepers who do care. The ways bees work is always fair. You cannot lie to a bright bee. It might surprise what we can see. These creatures are for you & me. We adapt to both heat & frost. Rebels bees do pay a steep cost. With small error not all is lost.

Through gene memories life's program learns. Towards life's light our soul fire burns. Our attention towards the light turns. A maxed-out hive prepares to swarm. Old royals leave new royals born. It’s a truth that’s record sworn. A skilled up crew can start from scratch. They make room for the next-gen batch, workers drones & royals hatch. We thus occupy the new hive. Some bees stay to launch the revive. This ensures the next-gen survive. Its troublesome when some genes mix. Gene coding the hive-mind can fix. Correction comes through light code pix. We’re perfecting life's bee keeping. It’s fine art of floral reaping. We’re programed awake & sleeping. Mistreat the bees & we’ll fight back. There is no such thing as life's lack. The light of life we store & pack!

We do communicate through dance. Thus, our unity does enhance. Every bee type has its own trance. We love to scout out & explore. With life's light we always craze more. Our cute nature most do adore. Our new bees are Africanized. Our aggressions more energized. The first royal alone survived! The first to hatch kills the rest. Life favors the strong & the best! One prime royal will rule the nest.

I just love beautiful flowers. Every type has its own powers. Some vines bush, some stalks tower. We are like life’s living rainbow. Our perfect vibrancy seems to glow! Fabulous we do like to show. An art form called horticulture, transforms our landscapes light texture. I love fields with rainbow mixture. We learn to care & listen. Flower expanses do blaze glisten. Restoring the Earths my mission. I also love indoor gardens. We watch our flower types blossom, & prepare for when fruits ripen.

With flowers we can paint a field. Spiritual color we thus yield. Pure majesty we learn to wield. We learn the ways flowers can speak. Our imaginations they pique. Our beauty can make might, weak. Together we worship sunlight. Inner darkness the sun makes bright! In Sol’s glory we fill our sight. Sol’s full glory men cant conceive. Infinite light we do receive. Now open your mind to believe! Sol is the Earths one true being. Sol’s everyone & everything. With light the hills & mountains sing!

The seasons effect all our lives. It’s amazing how life revives. Through Sol’s power all life survives. Many species live on cycles. Life patterns are like light fractals. In Sol’s eye we’re color speckles. Soon it will be Sol & the Earth. The world soul will go through rebirth. Life and death have infinite worth. Sol’s flower schemes are trans-mundane. True perfection some think insane. Infinite light cannot refrain. Sol will restore the gene light code. We’ll learn Sol’s infinity mode! We will deep clean Sol’s Earth abode.

Purification tends to hurt. Millions of lives return to dirt. Sharing light darkness we are curt. The truth is that each life's magic. Life without Sol’s light is tragic. Sol can redeem so don’t panic. Dark souls make good fertilizer. Bright blooms are an energizer. Sol’s a cosmic scale reviser. The coming age will be pristine. Mountains & streams with light will sing! All of life will praise the world being!