Buzz, Buzz, Buzz

I went for a walk on the beach today
​at sunrise to clear my head.  
So much noise in the lead-up to the election...
I was looking for a way to replace
the buzz of the internet
with a more natural sound.
Along the coast,
all I could hear was the
​reassuring rhythm of the waves.  
Crash, pause, crash, pause, crash, pause...

While I let the sound wash over me,
my gaze turned to the ground...

Hearts everywhere! 

Some whole,
some broken,
some small,
some large...

All together
in one beautiful
​carpet of green,
punctuated by purple...

The purple flowers
​were all closed
when I arrived at the beach,
​but as the sun rose,
they gradually began
to welcome a new day.
​
Bit by bit,
they opened to the
warmth of the sun... 

And then,
as I watched and waited,
I thought I saw a tiny bird...
but then realized
it was a giant bee.  

A sturdy beach bee
dutifully pollinating 
the purple flowers.  
It had large wings
to navigate the
​strong winds...

Can you find it?
The bee was confident
and undeterred...
and successful.
The stretch of green hearts
​and purple flowers
up and and down the beach
was a testament to its labor...

Here we are, friends...
Two weeks from the 2020 election.

A nation of fragile hearts,
punctuated with a few
islands of purple thought.

Whatever the outcome
of this crazy election, 
we are going to need
purple thinking 
to chart a path forward
that will include 
all
​of the
precious hearts
in our nation. 

It takes
persistent bees
to keep
pollinating
purple thought 
in these
challenging times, 
but we can do it. 
​
​Buzz, buzz, buzz...