The Bee-Bop

The bees danced around the meadow, their wings a messy blur of yellow and black. They danced to the music of the Sun and the rhythm of the wind. Following the pitter-patter of their hearts, they danced in bliss; they danced for joy; they danced for love. Their dancing shared stories of travel and memories, of flowers and pollen, of challenges and triumphs. As they danced, the world sprung to life around them. The flowers smiled, the trees swayed, and the birds sang. The bees danced on and the world was a better place. Fuller. Healthier. Prettier. In every way.