Sunday, April 11, 2010


Scurrying into my tunnel of security,
Carrying my precious load of nectar,
Feeling protective of my stash
Of hoarded treasures,
I disappear into my unseen
Underground labyrinth.
Business is my modus operandi,
An illusion of doing something
Useful but less than satisfying.
Does this really need to go from here to there?
Does this feed into my subsistence living?
Hey, it’s time to take the time
To just bask in the sun.

Prema Rose

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