Circle, circle, circle down

Until he lands upon the ground

Landing softly, though graceful not

Tossing and turning in his resting spot

Mesmerized am I at this sacred show

By this tiny creature in final throes

Years gone by I’d have taken its life

Believing it kind to end his strife

Was this really ever my place at all

To live or die was never my call

On the Divine life and death does rest

Deferring to Him is surely best

Now I just sit and watch amazed

As his spirit enters its final phase

Never interfering or imposing my will

I watch as his little body grows quietly still

This tiny bee is no less than man

I’m certain it’s true in the Creator’s plan

So I’ll bid farewell for now my friend

Until someday we meet again

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~