July 5, 2007

Percy’s Bee

A pathetic looking bee
is trapped in my screen

His perpetual buzzing
bounce reveals a gene

All he longs is for escape
Freedom beyond a catch

Rest Then pound away
some more Never quits

Out of easy compassion I
spin a crank of salvation

Great Screen surrenders
There is an Exodus road

Still the pounding buzz
continues Not yet loose

Though a way now exists
the captive sees only bars

He presses ahead in vain
until rest reveals newness

There is open sky below
It had been so for a time

The happening matters little
until the ear hears the news