shaking the pollen from their
feet
so to speak
such is no sign of disapproval
the detritus of bees
rather
it is but the greatest honor
the sweetest harbinger
one can find
of life returning
their footprints in
powdery gold
an occasion for ritual
and rejoicing,
of fruits and vegetables
as well as blooms
of bird nest building
and eggs
of cicadas emerging
crickets chattering
and caterpillars cocooning
of earth warming
and trees dancing
with each other
and the wind
of spider webs
and all the other
continuings of
life
joyous